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THE 


BOOK  OF  PRAISE, 


Hymns  and  Tunes 


FOR   PUBLIC   AND    SOCIAL     WORSHIP. 


PREPARED    UNDER     THE    SANCTION   AND    AUTHORITY,    AND    IN    feEHALF    OF   THE    GENERAL 
ASSOCIATION   OFV  CONNECTICUT* 


HARTFORD! 
HAMERSLEY   &   CO. 

PHILADELPHIA:   J.    B.    LIPPINCOTT    &    CO 
1871. 


Entered,  according  to  Act  of  Congress,  in  the  year  1868,  by 

W.  T.  Eustis,  Jr.,  Edwin  P.  Parker,  M.  M.  G.  Daxa,  H.  N.  Dunning,  and  L.  L.  Paink, 

For  the  General  Association  of  Connecticut, 

In  the  Clerk's  Office  of  the  District  Conrt  of  the  District  of  Connecticut. 


Minufututfd    by 

CASE,     LOCKWOOD    *     B  R  A  I  V  A  R  P 

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PREFACE 


Tin:  General  Association  of  Connecticut,  constrained  by  a  demand  from  many  quarters 
for  a  more  satisfactory  book  of  praise,  passed  a  resolution  instructing  and  authorizing  a  com- 
mittee of  five  pastors — namely,  W.  T.  Eustis,  Jr.,  E.  P.  Parker,  M.  M.  G.  Dana,  H.  N. 
Dunning,  and  L.  L.  Paine  —  to  prepare  and  publish,  in  their  behalf,  a  new  Hymn  and  Tune 
Book. 

Thus  instructed  and  authorized,  the  Committee  immediately  set  themselves  to  perform  the 
work  given  into  their  hands,  striving  to  fulfil  both  the  letter  and  the  spirit  of  the  commission 
they  had  received,  not  in  their  own  wisdom  merely,  but  relying  on  the  guidance  of  the  Spirit 
of  all  wisdom  and  grace,  and  seeking,  also,  the  suggestions  and  assistance  of  many  of  their 
brethren  in  the  churches. 

This  4k  Book  of  Praise  "  they  now  offer  to  the  General  Association  of  Connecticut,  and  to 
all  the  churches  of  Christ  in  the  land,  as  the  fruit  of  their  long  and  arduous  labors. 

In  the  selection  of  hymns  from  various  sources,  in  the  delicate  work  of  deciding  between 
different  readings  of  well-known  hymns,  and  in  the  adoption  of  a  plan  of  arrangement,  they 
have  not  proceeded  without  the  most  careful  research  and  deliberation. 

The  division  of  the  book  into  several  distinct  sections,  each  of  which  is  prefaced  by  a  sum- 
mary statement  of  its  contents,  together  with  the  index  of  sections  which  faces  the  first  page  of 
hymns,  will,  it  is  believed,  greatly  assist  the  readers  in  becoming  speedily  familiar  with  the 
entire  book,  and  also  in  readily  finding  hymns  suited  to  any  given  topic. 

Here  and  there  a  hymn  may  be  found  which  seems  to  be  arbitrarily  located.  While  a  few 
such  instances  wore  unavoidable  under  the  present  plan  of  arrangement,  they  are  quite  unim- 
portant as  compared  with  its  many  and  decided  advantages. 

In  the  selection  of  hymns,  the  chief  aim  has  been  to  make  the  book,  what  its  name  imports, 
a  Book  of  Praise.  Hymns  that  throb  with  a  warm  spiritual  life,  —  devotional  rather  than 
didactic,  —  that  bear  the  soul  upward  toward  God  and  Christ  and  heaven,  "on  devotion's 
lofty  wing,"  and  in  which,  as  in  the  Psalms  of  David,  the  worshipping  spirit  delights  to  pour 
out  and  offer  up  the  sacrifices  of  praise,  have  been  chiefly  sought.  Watts  and  Charles  Wesley 
are  the  principal  contributors  to  this  collection.  While  there  are  very  few  new  hymns  in  this 
book  (and  these,  for  the  most  part,  from  the  pen  that  wrote  "  My  faith  looks  up  to  thee"), 
there  are  not  a  few  of  rare  merit  and  beauty,  which  have  never  been  published  in  any  similar 
collection. 

With  respect  to  the  M  alterations"  of  hymns,  suffice  it  to  say  that  the  hymns  in  this  book 
have  been  faithfully  compared -with  their  original  forms,  so  far  as  such  comparisons  were  pos- 
sible: and  the  original  readings  hare  been  faithfully  adhered  to,  except  where  hymns  have  been 
manifestly  improved  by  alterations  which  usage  has  sanctioned.  That  this  rule  of  criticism 
i>  indefinite,  and  leave-  the  door  still  open  to  errors  and  abuses,  the  editors  are  well  aware.  If 
in  the  application  of  tin-  rule  their  judgments  have  been  sometimes  in  fault,  it  will    be  to  them 

less  a  matter  of  wonder  than  of  regret     For  some  unusually  sensible  remarks  upon  this  whole 

subject  of  hymn-mending,  the  reader  is  commended   to  a  most  delightful   book  by  the  Ilev.  S. 


iv  Preface. 

W.  Christophers  (London  :  S.  W.  Partridge.  New  York :  A.  D.  F.  Randolph),  entitled, 
44  Hymn-Writers  and  their  Hymns." 

With  regard  to  the  musie  of  this  collection,  the  editors  have  endeavored  to  select  tunes 
which  would  render  congregational  singing  practicable,  profitable,  and  pleasant,  —  avoiding 
the  extremes  of  commonplace  music  on  the  one  hand,  and  of  too  difficult  music  on  the  other. 

To  Dr.  Ray  Palmer,  for  permission  to  use  many  of  his  valuable  hymns,  and  for  his  kindness 
in  contributing  several  new  and  beautiful  compositions  for  this  work,  thanks  are  most  cordially 
rendered. 

Many  of  the  tunes  in  this  book  are  the  property  of  American  authors  or  publishers,  and  are 
herein  used  by  their  permission.  Among  those  from  whom,  by  special  arrangement,  valuable 
tunes  and  hymns  have  been  obtained,  may  be  named,  Messrs.  Barnes  &  Burr,  Messrs.  Mason 
Bros.,  Mr.  John  Wiley,  Mr.  S.  T.  Gordon,  Dr.  Thomas  Hastings,  Mr.  Asa  Hull,  Mr.  George 
Kingsley,  Mr.  George  F.  Root,  and  Oliver  Ditson  &  Co. 

To  those  who  have  contributed  either  hymns  or  music  to  these  pages,  and  to  all  who,  in 
any  way,  have  assisted  in  the  preparation  of  this  work,  —  and  more  particularly  to  Rev.  T.  J. 
Holmes,  Mr.  E.  P.  II.  Thompson,  and  Dudley  Buck,  Jr.,  organist  of  the  Park  Church  in  Hart- 
ford, —  the  editors  tender  their  grateful  acknowledgments. 

The  rest  of  the  Committee  would  express  their  own  obligation  to  the  Rev.  E.  P.  Parker  for 
the  indefatigable  zeal  and  energy  which  he  has  exhibited  in  the  preparation  and  publication 
of  this  "  Book  of  Praise."  To  him  the  churches  are  chiefly  indebted  for  the  completeness  of 
this  new  aid  to  devotion. 

The  editors  would  present  their  completed  task  to  the  General  Association  of  Connecticut, 

and  to  the  churches  of  our  common  faith  throughout  the  land,  in  the  hope  and  prayer  that  it 

may  prove  a  means  of  spiritual  peace  and  comfort  to  many  souls,  a  useful  and  profitable 

manual  of  devotion  in  the  services  of  the  sanctuary,  and  so  an  acceptable  offering  unto  the 

Lord. 

W.  T.  EUSTIS,  Jr., 

EDWIN  P.  PARKER, 

M.  M.  G.  DANA, 

II.  N.  DUNNING, 

L.  L.  PAINE. 

BLajjtforp,  April,  1868 


TABLE    OF    CONTENTS. 


^       TION   I.  Page  1. 

SELECTIONS  FOR    CHANTING   OR 

RE  A  Dim  ?,  FR  OM   THE  PSALMS, 

THE  PROPHETS,  AND  THE 

NE  W  TES  TAME  NT. 


Alsfi.    the    "  Gloria 
Laudamus. 


Deum 

Ancient    and    Modern, 


i'n    Excelsis,"   the    "  Te 

and  other  Hymns,  both 

the     Nicene     and 

Apostles'   Creeds,  the  Commandments,  and 

Doxologies  in  Various  Metres. 

ION  II.  Page  47. 

PUBLIC    WORSHIP. 
T/tr  Lord's  Day  and  House.  —  Opening  and 
Closing  of  Worship. 

BbCTIOH   III.  Page  78. 

HOLT  SCRIPTURES. 

Bki  TION   IV.  Page  85. 

I     GOD  THE  FATHER,   SOiV,  AND 
HOLT  GHOST. 

Birth,  Passion,  Ressurection,  etc.,  of  Christ. 

HON  V.  Page  135. 

SALVATION  BY  CHRIST. 

Depravity.  —  Regeneration.  —  Atonement.  — 
%      Gospel  Call.  —  Repentance  and  Faith. 


Section  VI.  page  183. 

THE    CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

Hymns  looking  Godvjard.  —  Hymns  look- 
ing unto  Jesus.  —  Songs  in  the  Night.  — 
Songs  by  the  Way.  —  Graces  and  Duties.  — » 
Prayer. 

Section  VII.  page  289. 

THE    CHURCH  OF  CHRIST. 

The  Foundation,  Glory,  and  Education  of  the 
Church.  —  Lord's  Supper.  —  Baptism.  — 
The  Ministry.  —  Ordination.  Installation, 
Dedication  Hymns.  —  The  Spread  of  the 
Gospel. 

Section  VIII.  page  325. 

MORTALITY  AND   IMMORTALITY 
Brevity  of  Life.  —  Death.  —  Resurrection. — 
Judgment.  —  Eternity.  —  Heaven.  —  Fu- 
neral Hymns. 

Section  IX.  page  361. 

MISCELLANEOUS  HYMNS. 
Nau  Year.  —  Fasts.  —  Thanksgivings.  —  Sea- 
men. —  Temperance.  —  National  Blessings. 

INDEXES. 


Selections  for  Chanting. 


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1  (  Our  Father  which  art  in  heaven,  hallowed  |  be  thy  name  ; 

\  Thy  kingdom  come,  thy  will  be  done  in  |  earth  as  it  is  in  heaven. 

2  (  Give  ns  this  day  our  |  daily  bread; 

\  And  forgive  us  our  debts  as  |  we  forgive  our  debtors. 

3  J"  And  lead  us  not  into  temptation,  but  deliver  |  us  from  evil ; 

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GREGORIAN. 


Psalm  1. 

Blessed  is  the  man  that  walketh  not  in  the  counsel  |  of  the  ungodly, 

Nor  standeth  in  the  way  of  sinners,  nor  sitteth  in  the  |  seat -of  the  scornful. 

But  his  delight  is  in  the  |  law  of  the  Lord  ; 

And  in  his  law  doth  he  |  meditate  day  and  night. 

And  he  shall  he  like  a  tree  planted  hy  the  rivers  of  water     that  bringeth  forth 

his  |  fruit  in  his  season  ; 
His  leaf  also  shall  not  wither,  and  whatsoever  he  |  do  -  eth  shall  prosper. 

The  ungodly  |  are  not  so  : 

But  like  the  chaff  which  the  |  wind  -.driveth  away. 
Therefore  the  ungodly  shall  not  |  stand  in  the  judgment, 
Nor  sinners  in  the  congre  |  gation  of  the  righteous. 
For  the  Lord  knoweth  the  |  way  of  the  righteous  ; 
But  the  way  of  the  un  |  god-  ly  shall  perish. 

Psalm  8. 

0  Lord  our  Lord,  how  excellent  is  thy  name  in  |  all  the  earth  ! 

Who  hast  set  thy  |  glory  above  the  heavens. 

Out  of  the  mouth  of  babes  and  sucklings  hast  thou  ordained  strength  be  ]  cause 

of  thine  enemies, 
That  thou  mightest  still  the  |  ene-my  and  the  avenger. 
When  I  consider  thy  heavens,  the  [  work  of  thy  fingers  ; 
The  moon  and  the  stars  |  which  thou  hast  ordained  ; 
What  is  man,  that  thou  art  |  mindful  of  him? 
And  the  son  of  man  J  that  thou  visitest  him? 
For  thou  hast  made  him  a  little  lower  |  than  the  angels, 
And  hast  crowned  J  him  with  glory  and  honor. 
Thou  madest  him  to  have  dominion  over  the  |  works  of  thy  hands : 
Thou  hast  put  all  |  things  beneath  his  feet : 
All  |  sheep  and  oxen, 
Y";i.  ami  the  |  beast*  of  the  field: 
The  fowl  of  the  air,  and  the  |  fish  of  the  sea, 
And  whatsoever  passcth  |  through  tin '-paths  of  the  seas. 

[9     O  Lord  our  Lord,  how  excellent  is  thy  name  in  all  the  earth!] 

Note.  — Omit  last  vcrs<«  in  chanting,  and  close  with  the  "Gloria  Patri." 


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The  heavens  declare  the  glory  of  God,  and  the  firmament  sheweth  his  |  handy 

work. 
Pay  unto  day  uttereth  speech,  and  night  unto  |  night  -  sheweth  knowledge. 

There  is  no  speech  nor  language  where  their  |  voire  is  not  heard. 
Their  line  is  goue  out  through  all  the  earth,  and  their  |  words  to  the  end  of  the 
world. 

The  law  of  the  Lord  is  perfect,  con  |  verting  the  soul  : 

The  testimony  of  the  Lord  is  sure,  |  making  ivise  the, simple. 

The  statutes  of  the  Lord  are  right,  re  |  juicing  the  heart: 

The  commandment  of  the  Lord  is  pure,  en  |  lighteni?ig  the  eyes. 

The  fear  of  the  Lord  is  clean,  en  |  during  forever  : 

The  judgments  of  the  Lord  are  true  and  |  righteous  altogether. 

More  to  be  desired  are  they  than  gold,  yea,  than  |  much  fine  gold ; 
Sweeter  also  than  |  honey  and  the  honey  -comb. 

Moreover,  by  them  is  thy  |  servant  w aimed ; 
And  in  keeping  of  |  them  is  great  reward. 

Who  can  under  |  stand  his  errors  ; 
Cleanse  thou  |  me  from  secret  faults. 

Keep  back  thy  servant  also  from  presumptuous  sins :  let  them  not  have  do  | 

minimi  over  me ; 
Then  shall  I  be  upright,  and  I  shall  be  innocent  |  from  the  great  transgression. 

Let  the  words  of  my  mouth,  and  the  meditation    |  of  my  heart, 
Be  acceptable  in  thy  sight,  0  Lord,  my  |  strength  and  my  redeemer. 


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He  restoreth  my  soul,  he  leadeth  me  in  the  paths  of  righteousness  for  his  |  name's  - 

fee. 
Yea,  though  I  walk  through  the  valley  of  the  shadow  of  death,  I  will  fear  no 
evil,  for  thou  art  with  me,  th}-  rod  and  thy  |  staff  they  comfort  me. 

Thou  prepared  a  table  before  me  in  the  presence  of  mine  enemies:  thou  anoint- 

•  my  head  with  oil  :  my  |  cup  runneth  over. 
Surely  goodness  and  mercy  shall  follow  me  all  the  days  of  my  life:  and  I  will 
dwell  in  the  house  of  the  |  Lord  forever.     Amen. 


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Psalm  24. 

The  earth  is  the  Lord's,  and  the  |  fulness  thereof; 

The  world,  and  |  they  that  dwell  therein. 

For  he  hath  founded  it  up  |  on  the  seas, 

And  established  |  it  upon  the  floods. 

Who  shall  ascend  into  the  |  hill  of  the  Lord? 

And  who  shall  stand  |  in  his  holy  place  ? 

He  that  hath  clean  hands  and  |  a  pure  heart ; 

Who  hath  not  lifted  up  his  soul  unto  vanity,  nor  |  sworn  deceitfully. 

He  shall  receive  the  blessing  |  from  the  Lord  ; 

And  righteousness  from  the  |  God  of  his  salvation. 

Lift  up  your  heads,  |  0  ye  gates  ; 

And  be  ye  lift  up,  ye  everlasting  doors ;  and  the  King  of  |  glory  shall  come  in. 

Who  is  this  |  King  of  glory  ? 

The  Lord  strong  and  mighty,  the  |  Lord  mighty  in  battle. 

Lift  up  your  heads,  |  0  ye  gates  ; 

Even  lift  them  up,  ye  everlasting  doors ;  and  the  King  of  |  glory  shall  come  •*. 

Who  is  this  |  King  of  glory  ? 

The  Lord  of  hosts,  he  |  is  the  King  of  glory. 

Psalm  25. 

Unto  thee,  0  Lord,  do  I  lift  |  up  my  soul ; 

Shew  me  thy  ways,  0  |  Lord,  teach  me  thy  paths. 

Lead  me  in  thy  truth  and  |  teach  -  me  ; 

For  thou  art  the  God  of  my  salvation ;  on  thee  do  |  /  wait  all  the  day. 

Iiemember,  O  Lord,  thy  tender  mercies,  and  |  loving  kindnesses  ; 

For  they  have  been  |  ever  of-  old. 

Remember  not  the  sins  of  my  youth,  nor  |  my  transgressions  ; 

According  to  thy  mercy  remember  thou  me  for  thy  |  goodness^  sake,  0  Lord. 

Good  and  upright  |  is  the  Lord  : 

Therefore  will  he  teach  |  sinners  in  the  way. 

The  meek  will  he  |  guide  in  judgment ; 

And  the  |  meek  will  he  teach  h  is  way. 

All  the  paths  of  the  Lord  are  |  mercy  ami  truth 

Unto  such  as  keep  his  |  covenant  and  his  testimonies. 


(  Glory  be  to  the  Father,  and  |  to  the  Son, 
(And' |  to  the  Holy  Ghost: 

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World  I  without  end.    Amen, 


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Psalm  27. 

The  Lord  is  my  light  and  my  salvation;  whom  |  shall  I  fear? 
The  Lord  is  the  strength  of  my  life,  of  |  whom  shall  I  be  afraid? 
Though  an  host  should  encamp  about  me,  my  heart  J  shall  not  fear  ; 
Though  war  should  rise  against  me,  in  this  will  |  /  be  confident. 
One  thing  have  I  desired  |  of  the  Lord  ; 
That  |  will  I  seek  after  ; 

That  I  may  dwell  in  the  house  of  the  Lord  all  the  |  days  of  my  life, 
To  behold  the  beauty  of  the  Lord,  and  |  to  inquire  in  his  temple. 
For  in  the  time  of  trouble  he  shall  hide  me  in  |  his  "pavilion ; 
In  the  secret  of  his  tabernacle  shall  he  hide  me :  he  shall  |  set  me  on  a  rock. 
And  now  shall  mine  head  be  lifted  up  above  mine  enemies  |  round  about  me  ; 
Therefore  will  I  offer  in  his  tabernacle  sacrifices  of  joy  ;  I  will  sing,  yea,  I  will 
sing  |  praises  to  the  Lord. 

From  Psalm  34. 

On,  magnify  the  |  Lord  with  me, 

And  let  us  ex  |  alt  his  name  together. 

I  sought  the  Lord,  and  he  heard  me,  and  delivered  me  from  |  all  my  fears. 

The  angel  of  the  Lord  encampeth  round  about  them  that  fear  him,  |  and  deliver- 

eth  them. 
Oh,  taste  and  see  that  the  |  Lord  is  good! 
Blessed  is  the  |  man  who  trusts  in  him. 
Oh,  fear  the  Lord,  |  ye  his  saints, 
For  there  is  no  |  want  to  them  that  fear  him. 
The  young  lions  do  lack  and  |  suffer  hunger, 
But  they  that  seek  the  Lord  shall  not  |  want  any  good  thing. 
The  Lord  is  nigh  unto  them  that  are  of  a  |  broken  heart, 
And  saveth  such  as  be  |  of  a  contrite  spirit. 
The  righteous  cry  and  the  |  Lord  -  heareth , 
And  delivereth  them  |  out  of  all  their  troubles. 
The  Lord  redeemeth  the  |  soul  of  his  servants ; 
And  none  of  them  that  trust  in  |  him  shall  be  desolate. 


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From  Psalm  42. 

As  the  hart  panteth  after  the  water-brooks,  so  panteth  my  soul  after  |  thee,  0  God  ; 

My  soul  thirsteth  for  God,  for  the  living  God:  when  shall  I  come  and  ap  \pear- 
before  God? 

My  tears  have  been  my  meat  |  day  and  night, 

While  they  continually  say  unto  |  me,  where  is  thy  God  ? 

Why  art  thou  cast  down,  0  my  soul  ?  and  why  art  thou  disquiet  |  ed  within  me  ? 

Hope  thou  in  God !  for  I  shall  yet  praise  him  for  the  |  help  -  of  his  countenance. 

O  my  God,  my  soul  is  cast  |  down  within  me, 

All  thy  waves  and  thy  billows  |  are  gone  over  me. 

Yet  the  Lord  will  command  his  loving-kindness  |  in  the  day-time, 

And  in  the  night  his  song  shall  be  with  me,  and  my  prayer  unto  the  |  God -of 
my  life. 

Why  art  thou  cast  down,  0  my  soul  ?  and  why  art  thou  disquiet  |  ed  within  me  ? 

Hope  thou  in  God,  for  I  shall  yet  praise  him  who  is  the  health  of  my  |  counte- 
nance, and  my  God. 

Psalm  48. 

Great  is  the  Lord,  and  greatly  to  be  praised  in  the  city  |  of  our  God, 

In  the  |  mountain  of  his  holitiess. 
(  Beautiful  for  |  situation, 
(The  joy  of  the  whole  |  earth  is  Mount- Zion. 
J  We  have  thought  of  thy  loving  |  kindness,  0  God  ; 
\  In  the  |  midst  -  of  thy  temple. 

(  According  to  thy  name,  O  God,  so  is  thy  praise  unto  the  |  ends  of  the  earth  ; 
\  Thy  right  hand  is  |  full  of  righteousness. 
(  Let  Mount  Zion  rejoice,  let  the  daughters  of  |  Judah  be  glad 
(Be  |  cause -of  thy  judgments. 
(  Walk  about  Zion,  and  go  |  round  about  her, 
I |  Tell  the  towers  thereof. 

SMark  ye  well  her  bulwarks,  con  |  sider  her  palaces. 
That  ye  may  tell  it  to  the  gene  |  ration  following. 
j  For  this  God  is  our  God  for  |  ever  and  ever  ; 
\  He  will  be  our  guide  |  even  unto  death. 

i  Glory  be  to  the  "Father,  and  |  to  the  Son, 

(  And  |  to  the  Holy  Ghost ; 

(  As  it  was  in  the  beginning,  is  now,  and  |  ever  shall  be, 

(World  |  without  end.     Amen. 


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12.  Psalm  46. 

1  (  God  is  our  |  refuge  and  strength, 
(  A  very  |  present  help  in  trouble. 

2  \  Therefore  will  we  not  fear  though  the  |  earth  be  removed, 
\  And  though  the  mountains  be  carried  in  |  to  the  midst  of  the  sea. 

3  (  Though  the  waters  thereof  |  roar  arid  be  troubled, 
i  Though  the  mountains  |  shake  with  the  swelling  thereof. 

4  |  There  is  a  river,  the  streams  whereof  shall  make  glad  the 
(The  hol}r  place  of  the  tabernacles  |  of  the  most -High. 

5  (  God  is  in  the  midst  of  her:  she  shall  |  not  be  moved ; 
(God  shall  |  help  her,  and  that  rigid  early. 

6  <  The  heathen  raged,  the  |  kingdoms  were  moved : 
"(He  uttered  his  |  voice,  the  earth  -  melted. 

7  (Come,  behold  the  |  works  of  the  Lord ; 
(  What  desolations  he  hath  |  made  in  all  the  earth  ; 

8  (  He  maketh  wars  to  cease  unto  the  |  ends  of  the  earth, 
■<  He  breaketh  the  bow,  and  cutteth  the  spear  in  sunder;  h 
(  in  the  fire. 

9  j  Be  still,  and  know  that  |  lam  God! 

\  I  will  be  exalted  among  the  heathen,  I  will  be  ex  |  alted  in  the  earth. 
10  j"  The  Lord  of   |  hosts  is  with  us  ; 
(  The  God  of  |  Jacob  is  our  refuge. 

13.  Psalm  36. 

1  (  How  excellent  is  thy  loving  |  kindness,  O  God/ 

(  Therefore  the  children  of  men  put  their  trust  under  the  |  shadow  of  thy  wings. 

2  (  They  shall  be  abundantly  satisfied  with  the  fatness  j  of  thy  house  ; 
(And  thou  shalt  make  them  drink  of  the  |  river  of  thy  pleasure. 

3  (  For  with  thee  is  the  |  fountain  of  life  ; 
\  In  thy  |  light  shall  we  wet  light. 

4  {  Oh,  eontinuo  thy  loving-kindness  unto  |  them  that  know  thee, 
\  And  thy  righteousness  to  the  |  upright  in  heart.     Amen. 


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Have  mercy  upon  me,  0  God,  according  to  thy  |  loving  -  kindness : 

According  unto  the  multitude  of  thy  tender  mercies  |  blot  out  my  transgressions 

Wash  me  thoroughly  from  |  mine  iniquity. 

And  |  cleanse  me  from  my  sin. 

For  I  acknowledge  |  my  transgressions, 

And  my  |  sin  is  ever  before  me. 

Hide  thy  face  |  from  my  sins, 

And  blot  out  |  all  mine  iniquities. 

Create  in  me  a  clean  |  heart,  0  God; 

And  renew  a  right  |  spirit  within  me. 

Cast  me  not  away  |  from  thy  presence, 

And  take  not  thy  |  Holy  Spirit  from  me. 

Restore  unto  me  the  joy  of  |  thy  salvation. 

And  uphold  me  |  with  thy  free  -  Spirit. 

Then  will  I  teach  trans  |  gressors  thy  ways, 

And  sinners  shall  be  con  |  verted  unto  thee. 

Deliver  me  from  blood-guiltiness,  O  God,  thou  God  of  |  my  salvation : 

And  my  tongue  shall  sing  aloud  |  of  thy  righteousness. 

O  Lord,  open  |  thou  my  lips; 

And  my  mouth  |  shall  shew  forth  thy  praise. 

For  thou  desirest  not  sacrifice  :  else  |  would  I  give  it: 

Thou  delightest  |  not  in  burnt -offering. 

The  sacrifices  of  God  are  a  |  broken  spirit; 

A  broken  and  a  contrite  heart,  0  God,  |  thou  wilt  not  despise. 

Glory  be  to  the  Father,  and  |  to  the  Son, 

And  |  to  the  Holy  Ghost  ; 

As  it  was  in  the  beginning,  is  now,  and  [  ever  shall  be, 

World  |  (fit hunt  end.     Amen. 


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15.  Psalm  62. 

1  (  Truly  my  soul  waiteth  |  upon  God: 
\  From  him  |  cometh  my  salvation. 

2  (  He  only  is  my  Rock,  and    |  my  salvation  ; 

<  He  is  my  defence  :  I  shall  |  not  be  greatly  moved. 

3  (  My  soul,  wait  thou  only  |  upon  God  ; 
(For  my  expec  |  tat  ion  is  from  him. 

4  (  He  only  is  my  Rock,  and  |  my  salvation  ; 
\  He  is  my  defence  !  |  I  shall  not  be  moved. 

u  <  In  God  is  my  salvation  |  and  my  glory  ; 

i  The  rock  of  my  strength,  and  my  |  refuge  is  in  God. 

6  j"  Trust  in  him  at  all  times  :  ye  people,  pour  out  your  |  heart  before  him. 
(  God  |  is  a  refuge  for  us. 

7  (Trust  not  in  oppression,  and  become  not  |  vain  in  robbery  ; 
( If  riches  increase,  set  |  not  your  heart  upon  them. 

8  (  God  hath  |  spoken  once  : 

<  Twice  have  I  heard  this,  that  power  be  |  longeth  unto  God. 

Vlso,  unto  thee,  O  Lord,  be  |  longeth  mercy  ; 
(  For  thou  renderest  to  every  man  ac  |  cording  to  his  ivorh. 

16.  Psalm  63. 


1  (  0  God,  thou  art  my  God;  earl}-  |  will  I  seek  thee: 

<  My  soul  thirsteth  for  thee,  my  flesh  longeth  for  thee  in  a  dry  and  thirsty  land 
(  where  no  water  is. 

2  \  To  see  thy  power  and  thy  glory,  so  as  I  have  seen  thee  |  in  the  sanctuary. 
t  Because  thy  loving  kindness  is  better  than  life,  my  |  lips  shall  praise  thee. 

3  (Thus  will  I  bless  thee  |  while  Hive: 

<  I  will  lift  up  my  |  hands-  in  thy  name. 

4  J  My  soul  shall  be  satisfied  as  with  |  marrow  and  fatness  ; 

<  And  my  month  shall  |  praise  thee  with  joyful  lips  ; 

5  J  Because  thou  hast  |  been  my  help, 

(Therefore  in  the  shadow  of  thy  |  wings  will  I  rejoice. 


J  Glory  be  to  the  Father,  and  |  to  the  Son, 

(And  |  to  tin-  Holy  Ghost ; 

(  As  it  was  in  the  beginning,  is  now,  and  |  ever  shall  be, 

(World  |  without  end.     Amen. 


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Psalm  65. 

Praise  waiteth  for  thee,  0  |  God  in  Zion  ; 

And  unto  thee  |  shall  the  vow  be  performed. 

0  thou  that  nearest  prayer,  unto  thee  shall  |  all  flesh  come  ; 

As  for  our  transgressions,  thou  shalt  |  purge  -  them  away. 

Blessed  is  the  man  whom  thou  choosest,  and  causest  to  approach  unto  thee,  that 
he  may  |  dwell  in  thy  courts : 

We  shall  he  satisfied  with  the  goodness  of  thy  house,  even  |  of  thy  holy  temple. 

By  terrihle  things  in  righteousness  wilt  thou  answer  us,  0  God  of  |  our  salva- 
tion ; 

Who  art  the  confidence  of  all  the  ends  of  the  earth,  and  of  them  that  are  afar  | 
off  upon  the  sea: 

Which  by  his  strength  setteth  fast  the  mountains:  being  |  girded  with  power  ; 

Which  stilleth  the  noise  of  the  seas,  the  noise  of  their  waves,  and  the  |  tumult  of 
the  people. 

They  also  that  dwell  in  the  uttermost  parts  are  afraid  |  at  thy  tokens  : 

Thou  makest  the  outgoings  of  the  morning  and  |  evening  to  rejoice. 

Thou  visitest  the  earth  and  waterest  it :  thou  greatly  enrichest  it  with  the  river 
of  God  which  is  |  full  of  water : 

Thou  preparest  them  corn  when  thou  hast  |  so  provided  for  it. 

Thou  waterest  the  ridges  thereof  abundantly  ;  thou  settlest  the  |  furrwos  thereof.' 

Thou  makest  it  soft  with  showers ;  thou  blessest  the  |  springing  thereof 

Psalm  67. 

God  be  merciful  unto  |  us  and  bless  us; 

And  cause  his  |  face  to  shine  upon  us. 

That  thy  way  may  be  |  known  on  earth, 

Thy  saving  |  health  among  all  nations. 

Let  the  people  praise  |  thee,  0  God, 

Let  |  all  the  people  praise  thee. 

Oh,  let  the  nations  be  glad,  and  |  sing  for  joy : 

For  thou  shalt  judge  the  people  righteously,  and  govern  the  |  nations  upon  earth. 

Let  the  people  praise  |  thee,  0  God, 

Let  I  all  the  people  praise  thee. 

Then  shall  the  earth  |  yield  her  inrrcasc. 

And  God,  even  |  our  own  God  shall  bless  us. 

Grod  shall   |  bless  -  )/s  ; 

And  all  the  ends  of  the  |  earth  shall  fear  -  him. 


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19.  Psalm  72. 

1  (  Give  the  King  thy  judgments,  0  God,  and  thy  righteousness  unto  the  \  King's- son. 
file  shall  judge  thy  people  with  righteousness  |  and  thy  poor'  with  judgment. 

2  I  He  shall  come  down  like  rain  upon  the  |  mown- grass ; 
i  As  |  showers  that  water  the  earth. 

3  (  In  his  days  shall  the  |  righteous  flourish  ; 

(  And  abundance  of  peace  so  |  long  as  the  moon  endureth. 

4  (  He  shall  have  dominion  also  from  |  sea  to  sea, 

i  And  from  the  river  un  |  to  the  ends  of  the  earth. 

5  J  Yea,  all  Kings  shall  fall  down  before  him :  all  |  nations  shall  serve  him. 
(  His  |  name  shall  endure  forever. 

6  <  His  name  shall  be  continued  as  |  long  as  the  sun  ; 

<  And  men  shall  be  blessed  in  him ;  all  |  nations  shall  call  him  blessed. 

7  I  lUessed  be  the  Lord  God,  the  |   God  of  Israel, 

<  Who  only  |  doeth  wondrous  things. 

8  (  And  blessed  be  his  glorious  |  name  forever  ; 

<  And  let  the  whole  earth  be  filled  with  his  |  glory.     Amen. 

d\J.  From  Psalm  77. 

1  (  Ix  the  day  of  my  trouble  I  |  sought  the  Lord: 

<  My  soul  refused  |  to  be  comforted. 

2  (  Hath  God  forgotten  to  be   gracious?     Hath  he   in   anger  shut  up  his  |  tender 


(  Is  his  mercy  clean  gone  forever?     Doth  his  promise  |  fall  fw  §m> tnot e ? 

3  j"  And  I  said,  This  is  my  in  |  firmity  ; 

<  I  will  remember  the  years  of  the  right  |  hand  of  the  Most  High. 

4  <  Thy  way.  o  God,  is  |  in  the  sanctuary; 
(  Who  is  so  great  a  |  God  as  our-  God? 

r>  <  Thou  art  the  God  that  |  dorst  wonders: 

<  Thou  hast  with  thine  arm  redeemed  thy  people,  the  |  sons  of  Jacob  and  Joseph. 

G  (  Thy  wayi-  in  the  sea,  and  thy  path   in   the  great  waters,  and  thy   footsteps  |  are 
-I  known  : 

(Thou  leddest  thy  people  like  a  flock  by  the  |  hand  of  MostS  and  Aaron. 


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Psalm  80. 

1  (  Give  ear,  O  Shepherd  of  Israel,  thou  that  leadest  Joseph  |  like  a  flock, 
(Thou  that  dwellest  between  the  |  cherubims,  si  line  forth. 

2  f  Turn  us  again,  0  God,  and  cause  thy  |  face  to  shine; 
( |  And  tee  shall  be  saved. 

3(0  Lord  of  hosts,  how  long  wilt  thou  be  angry  against  the  |  prayer  of  thy  people; 
X  Thou  feedest  them  with  the  bread  of  tears,  and  givest  them  |  tears  to  drink  i 
(  great  measure. 

4  (  Turn  us  .again,  0  Lord  of  hosts,  and  cause  thy  |  face  to  shine ; 
( |  And  tee  shall  be  saved. 

5  f  Return,  we  beseech  thee,  0  |  Lord  of  hosts  ; 

\  Look  down  from  heaven,  and  be  |  hold  and  visit  this  vine  ; 

6  (  And  the  vineyard  which  thy  right  |  hand  hath  planted, 
(And  the  branch  which  thou  |  madest  strong  fvr  thyself. 

7  f  So  will  we  not  go  |  back  from  thee  ; 

\  Quicken  us,  and  we  will  |  call  upon  thy  name. 

8  J  Turn  us  again,  0  Lord  God  of  hosts,  cause  thy  |  face  to  shine  ; 
( J  and  ice  shall  be  saved. 

22.  Psalm  84. 

1  (  How  amiable  are  thy  tabernacles,  O  |  Lord  of  hosts  ! 

J  My  soul  longeth,  yea,  even  fainteth  for  the  courts  of  the  Lord:  my  heart  and  my 
(  flesh  crieth  |  out  for  the  living  God. 

2  C  Yea,  the  sparrow  hath  found  a  house,  and  the  swallow  a  nest  for  herself,  where 
she  may  |  lay  her  young ; 

ren  thine  altars,  0  Lord  of  |  hosts,  my  King  and  my  (rod. 

3  f  Blessed  arc  they  that  dwell  in  thy  house  :  they  will  be  still  |  praising  thee: 
\  Blessed  18  the  man  whose  strength  is  in  thee  ;  in  whose  |  heart  are  the  ways  of  them, 

4  (  Who  passing  through  the  vale  of  tears,  make  it  a  well  ;  the  lain  also  \JUleth  the  pools. 
>y  go  from  strength  to  strength,  every  one  of  them  in  Zionap  |  peareth  before 

God. 
5(0  Lord  (Jod  <>f  hosts,  hear  my  prayer;  give  ear,  0  |  God  of  Jacob  ; 

\  Behold,  0  <;<><!  our  Shield,  and  look  upon  the  |  face  of  thine  anointed. 
G  (  For  a  day  in  tliv  courts  is  better  |  than  a  thousand  ; 

)  I  had  rather  be  a  doorkeeper  in  the  house  of  my  God  than  to  dwell  in  the  |  tents 

(  of  wickedness. 


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23.  From  Palm  Ml 

1  <  God  is  greatly  to  be  feared  in  the  assembly  |  of  the  saints, 
\  And  to  l>e  had  ID  reverence  of  all  |  them  that  are  about  him. 
I  Lord  God  of  hosts,  who  is  a  strong  Lord  like  |  unto  thee? 
(  Or  to  thy  faithfulness  |  round  about  -  thee? 

3  <  Thou  hast  a  |  mighty  arm  ; 

,  Strong  is  thy  hand,  and  |  high  is  thy  right  hand. 

4  I  Justice  and  judgment  are  the  habitation  |  of  thy  throne, 

<  Mercy  and  truth  shall  |  go  before  thy  face. 

5  (  Blessed  is  the  people  that  know  the  |  joyful  sound; 
(They  shall  walk,  0  Lord,  in  the  |  light -of  thy  countenance. 

G  (  In  thy  name  shall  they  rejoice  |  all  the  day; 
(And  in  thy  righteousness  |  shall  they  be  exalted. 

24.  Psalm  90. 

1  (  Lord,  thou  hast  been  our  dwelling-place  in  |  all  generations; 

-?  Before  the  mountains  were  brought  forth,  or  ever  thou  hadst  formed  the  earth  and 
{  the  world,  even  from  everlasting  to  ever  |  lasting  thou  art  God. 

2  <  Thou  tamest  man  |  to  destruction, 

\  And  sayest,  Re  |  turn,  ye  children  of  men. 
0  (  For  a  thousand  years  in  thy  sight  are  but  as  yesterday  |  when  it  is  past, 

<  And  I  as  a  watch  in  the  night. 

4  (  Thou  carriest  them  away  as  with  a  flood ;    they  are  |  as  a  sleep; 

<  In  the  morning  ther  f  re  like  |  grass  which  groweth  up. 

5  I  In  the  morning  i    uoarisheth,  and  |  groweth  up; 
(  In  the  evening  it  is  cut  |  down  and  icithereth. 

G  C  For  we  are  consumed  |  by  thine  anger, 
(  And  by  thy  |  wrath  are  we  troubled. 

7  I  Thou  hast  set  our  iniqui  |  ties  before  thee, 

<  Our  secret  sins  in  the  light  |  of  thy  countenance. 

8  f  For  all  our  days  are  passed  away  |  in  thy  wrath; 
l  We  spend  our  |  years  as  a  tale  that  is  told. 

9  (  The  days  of  our  years  are  threescore  years  and  ten  :   and  if  by  reason  of  strength 
-<  they  be  fourscore  years,  yet  is  their  strength  |  labor  and  sorrow; 

(  For  it  is  soon  cut  |  off  and  we  fly  away. 

10  (  Who  knoweth  the  power  |  of  thine  anger? 

(  Even  according  to  thy  |  fear,  so  is  thy  wrath. 

11  J  So  teach  us  to  number  our  days,  that  we  may  apply  our  |  hearts  unto  wisdom. 

I  li-turn,  0  Lord,  how  long?  and  let  it  repent  thee  con  |  eer-  ning  thy  servants. 

12  (.Oh.  satisfy  us  early  with  thy  mercy  ;  that  we  may  rejoice  and  be  glad  |  all  our  days. 
i  Make  us  glad  according*  to  the  days  thou  hast  afflicted  us,  and  the  |  years  we 
{  hare  teen  evil. 

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(And  thy  |  glory  unto  their  children. 

14  (  And  let  the  beauty  of  the  Lord  our  |  God  be  upon  us; 

<  And  establish  thou  the  work  of  our  hands  upon  us ;  yea,  the  work  of  our  |  hands 
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Psalm  95. 

Oh,  come,  let  us  sing  un  |  to  the  Lord : 

Let  us  make  a  joyful  noise  to  the  |  Rock  of  our  salvation. 

Let  us  come  before  his  presence  |  with  thanksgiving, 

And  make  a  joyful  |  noise  unto  him  with  psalms. 

For  the  Lord  is  a  |  great-  God; 

And  a  great  |  King  above  all  gods. 

In  his  hand  are  the  deep  places  |  of  the  earth; 

The  strength  of  the  |  hills  is  his  also. 

The  sea  is  his,  |  and  he  made  it; 

And  his  hand  |  formed  the  dry  land. 

Oh,  come,  let  us  worship,  |  and  bow  down; 

Let  us  kneel  be  |  fore  the  Lord  our  Maker. 

For  he  is  |  our-  God; 

And  we  are  the  people  of  his  pasture,  and  the  |  sheep -of  his  hand. 

So  we  thy  people  and  sheep  of  thy  pasture  will  give  thee  |  thanks  forever; 

We  will  shew  forth  thy  |  praise  to  all  generations. 

'•  From  Psalm  96. 

Give  unto  the  Lord,  0  ye  kindreds  of  the  people,  give  unto  the  Lord  |  glory  and 

strength; 
Give  unto  the  Lord  the  glory  |  due  unto  his  name. 
Oh,  worship  the  Lord  in  the  |  beauty  of  holiness; 
Fear  be  |  fore  him,  all  the  earth. 
Say  among  the  heathen,  |  The  Lord  reigncth; 
lie  slnll  |  judge  the  people  righteously. 
Let  the  heavens  rejoice,  and  let  the  |  earth  be  glad; 
Let  the  sea  |  roar,  and  the  fulness  thereof. 

Let  the  field  be  joyful,  and  all  that  |  is  therein; 

Then  shall  all  the  trees  of  the  wood  re  |  joice  before  the  Lord. 

For  he  ooraethi  for  he  cometh  to  |  judge  the  earth; 

With  righteousness  shall  he  judge  the  world,  and  the  |  people  with  his  truth* 


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1  <  Oh,  sing  unto  the  Lord  a  |  new -song  ; 
\¥ot  he  hath  |  done- marvellous  things. 

2  t  With  his  own  right  hand  and  with  his  |  holy  arm, 
\  Hath  lie  gotten  him  |  self  the  victory. 

3  (  The  Lord  declared  |  his  salvation  ; 

<  His  righteousness  hath  he  openly  shewed  in  the  |  sight -of  the  heathen. 

4  j  He  hath  remembered  his  mercy  and  truth  toward  the  |  house  of  Israel; 
i  All  the  ends  of  the  world  have  seen  the  sal  |  vation  of  our  God. 

5  (  Show  yourselves  joyful  unto  the  Lord,  |  all  ye  lands ; 
\  Sing,  re  |  jo  ice,  and  give-  thanks. 

G  (  Praise  the  Lord  up  |  on  the  harp  ; 

Sing  to  the  harp  with  a  |  psalm  of  thanksgiving. 

7  j  With  trumpets  |  also,  and  shawms  ; 

\  Oh,  show  yourselves  joyful  be  |  fore  the  Lord,  the  King. 

8  J  Let  the  sea  make  a  noise,  and  all  that  |  therein  is  ; 
(  The  round  world,  and  |  they  that  dwell  therein. 

Let  the  floods  clap  their  hands,  and  let  the  hills  be  joyful  together  be  |  fore  the 

Lord  ; 
For  Iip  I  cometh  to  judge  the  earth. 
With  righteousness  shall  he  |  judge  the  world  ; 
And  the  |  people  with  •  equity. 

Psalm  100. 

Oh,  be  joyful  in  the  Lord,  |  all  ye  lands  ; 

tli^  Lord  with  gladness,  and  come  before  his  |  presence  with  a  song. 
Be  ye  sure  that  the  Lord  |  he  is  God  ; 
It  is  he  that  hath  made  us,  and  not  we  ourselves;  we  arc  his  people,  and  the  | 

si  1  eep  -  of  h  is  pasture. 
Oh,  go  your  way  into  his  gates  with  thanksgiving,  and  into  his  |  courts  with  praise  : 
Be  thankful  unto  him,  and  |  speak  good  of  his  name. 
For  the  Lord  is  gracious,  his  mercy  is  |  everlasting  ; 
And  his  truth  endureth  from  gene  |  ration  to  generation. 

Glory  be  to  the  Father,  and  |  to  the  Son, 
And  I  to  the  Holy  Ghost; 

was  in  the  beginning,  is  now,  and  |  ever  shall  be, 
World  I  without  end.     Amen. 


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1  (Bless  the  Lord,  |  0  my  so?^: 

(  And  all  that  is  within  me  |  bless  his  holy  name. 

2  (  Bless  the  Lord,  |  0  my  soul : 

\  And  for  |  get  not  all  his  benefits. 

3  (  Who  forgiveth  |  all  thy  sin, 

(  And  healeth  |  all  thine  infirmities. 

4  (  Who  redeemeth  thy  life  |  from  destruction  ; 

(  And  crowneth  thee  with  loving  |  kindness  and  tender  mercies. 


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He  will  not  always  chide,  nor  keep  his  |  an  -  ger  forever, 

He  hath  not  dealt  with  us  |  after  our  sins, 

Nor  rewarded  us  ac  |  cording  to  our  iniquities. 

For  as  the  heaven  is  high  a  |  bove  the  earth, 

So  great  is  his  |  mercy  toward  them  that  fear  him. 

As  far  as  the  east  is  |  from  the  west, 

So  far  hath  he  removed  |  our  transgressions  from  us. 

Like  as  a  father  |  pitieth  his  children, 

So  the  Lord  |  pitieth  them  that  fear  him. 

For  he  |  knoweth  our  frame, 

He  remember  |  eth  that  we  are  dust. 


11  (  Bless  the  Lord,  ye  his  angels  that  ex  |  eel  in  strength  ; 
(That  do  his  commandments,  hearkening  unto  the  |  voice 

12  (  Bless  the  Lord,  all  |  ye  his  hosts  ; 

(Ye  ministers  of  |  his  that  do  his  jrfeasure. 

13  (Bless  the  Lord,  all  his  works,  in  all  places  of  |  his  dominion  ; 
(  Bless  the  |  Lord,  0  my  sou  I. 

14  (  Bless  the  Lord,  |  0  my  soul, 

(And  all  that  is  within  me  |  bless  his  holy  name. 


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Not  unto  |  tw,  0  Lord, 

Not  unto  us,  but  |  unto  thy  name  give  glory  ; 

For  thy  mercy,  and  for  |  thy  truth's  sake. 

Wherefore  should  the  heathen  say,  |  where  is  now  their  God  ? 

O  Israel,  trust  |  thou  in  the  Lord  ; 

He  I  is  their  help  and  their  shield. 

O  house  of  Aaron,  trust  |  thou  in  the  Lord  ; 

He  I  is  their  help  and  their  shield. 

Ye  that  fear  the  Lord,  trust  |  in  the  Lord; 

He  I  is  their  help  and  their  shield. 

The  Lord  hath  been  mindful  of  us  ;  |  he  will  bless  71s  ; 

He  will  bless  the  house  of  Israel ;  he  will  |  bless  the  house  of  Aaron. 

He  will  bless  them  that  fear  the  Lord,  both  |  small  and  great. 

The  Lord  shall  increase  you  more  and  |  more,  you  and  your  children. 

The  heaven,  even  the  heavens  |  are  the  Lord's  ; 

But  the  earth  hath  he  given  |  to  the  children  of  men. 

The  dead  praise  |  not  the  Lord, 

Neither  any  that  go  |  down -into  silence. 

But  we  will  bless  the  Lord  from  this  time  forth  and  for  |  evermore. 

Praise  the  |  Lord!     F raise  ye  the  Lord! 

Isaiah  52:  7-11. 

How  beautiful   upon  the   mountains  are  the  feet  of  him  that  bringeth    good 

tidings,  that  |  publisheth  peace  ; 
That  bringeth  good  tidings  of  good  ;  that  publisheth  salvation;  that  saith  unto  [ 

Z't'jii,  Thy  God  reigneth  t 
Thy  watchmen  shall  lift  up  the  voice,  with  the  voice  together  |  shall  they  sing: 
For  they  shall  see  eye  to  <-y<\  when  the  |  Lord  shall  bring  again  Zion. 
Break  forth  into  joy,  sing  together,  ye  waste  places  |  of  Jerusalem; 
For  the  Lord  hath  comforted  bis  people,  he  |  hath  redeemed  Jerusalem. 
The  Lord  hath  made  bare  his  holy  arm  in  the  eyes  of  |  all  the  nations: 
And  all  the  ends  of  the  earth  shall  see  the  sal  |  vation  of  our  God. 
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Psalm  121. 


1  I  will  lift  up  mine  eyes  unto  the  hills,  from  whence  |  cometh  my  help. 

2  My  help  cometh  from  the  Lord,  which  made  |  heaven  and  earth. 

3  He  will  not  suffer  thy  foot  to  be  moved :  he  that  keepeth  thee  1  will  not  slumber. 

4  Behold,  he  that  keepeth  Israel  shall  not  |  slumber  nor  sleep. 

5  The  Lord  is  thy  keeper,  the  Lord  is  thy  shade  upon  thy  |  right  -  hand. 

6  The  sun  shall  not  smite  thee  by  day,  nor  the  |  moon  by  night. 

7  The  Lord  shall  preserve  thee  from  all  evil :  he  shall  pre  |  serve  thy  soul. 

8  The  Lord  shall  preserve  thy  going  out  and  thy  coming  in,  from  this  time  forth, 

and  even  for  |  evermore. 


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Psalm  122. 


1  I  was  glad  when  they  said  unto  me,  Let  us  go  into  the  |  house  of  the  Lord. 

2  Our  feet  shall  stand  within  thy  gates,  |  0  Jerusalem/ 

3  Jerusalem  is  builded  as  a  city  that  is  com  |  pact  together  ; 

4  Whither  the  tribes  go  up,  the  |  tribes  of  the  Lord, 

5  Unto  the  testimony  of  Israel,  to  give  thanks  unto  the  |  name  of  the* Lord. 

6  For  there  are  set  thrones  of  judgment,  the  thrones  of  the  |  house  of  -David. 

7  Pray  for  the  peace  of  Jerusalem:  they  shall  |  prosper  that  love  thee! 

8  Peace  be  within  thy  walls,  and  prosperity  with  |  in  thy  palaces. 

9  For  my  brethren  and  companions'  sakes,  I  will  now  say,  |  Peace  be  within  thee! 
10  Because  of  the  house  of  the  Lord  our  God,  I  will  |  seek  thy  good. 


34.  Psalm  126. 

1  When  the  Lord  turned  again  the  captivity  of  Zion,  we  were  like  |  them  that  dream 

2  Then  was  our  mouth  filled  with  laughter,  and  our  |  tongue  with  singing. 

3  Then  said  they  among  the  heathen,  The  Lord  hath  done  great  |  things  for  them 

4  The  Lord  hath  done  great  things  for  us;  where  |  of  we  arc  glad. 

5  Turn  again  our  captivity,  0  Lord,  as  the  |  streams  in  the  south. 

6  They  that  sow  in  tears  shall  |  reap  in  joy. 

7  II o  that;  soeth  forth  and  weepeth,  bearing  |  precious  sced} 

8  Shall  doubtless  come  again  with  rejoicing,  bringing  |  his  sheaves  with  hinu 


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Out  of  the  depths  have  I  cried  unto  |  thee,  0  Lord. 

Lord,  hear  my  voice  ;  let  thine  ears  be  attentive  to  the  |  voice  of  my  supplica- 
tions. 

If  thou,  Lord,  shouldest  mark  iniquities,  0  Lord,  |  who  shall  stand? 

But  there  is  forgiveness  with  thee,  |  that  thou  mayest  be  feared. 

I  wait  for  the  Lord,  my  soul  doth  wait,  and  in  his  |  word  do  I  hope  ; 

My  soul  waiteth  for  the  Lord  inore  than  |  they  that  watch  for  the  morning. 

Let  Israel  hope  in  the  Lord :  for  with  the  Lord  is  mercy,  and  |  plenteous  redemp- 
tion. 

And  he  shall  redeem  Israel  from  |  all  his  iniquities. 


36.  From  Psalm  132. 

1  (  Arise,  0  Lord,  into  thy  rest ;  thou,  and  the  |  ark  of  thy  strength; 

(  Let  thy  priests  be  clothed  with  righteousness;  and  let  thy  |  saints  -  shout  for  joy. 

2  (  For  the  Lord  hath  chosen  Zion  ;  he  hath  desired  it  for  his  |  habitation. 
<  This  is  my  rest  forever ;  here  will  I  dwell ;  for  |  /  have  desired  it. 

3(1  will  abundantly  bless  her  provision ;  I  will  satisfy  her  |  poor  with  bread  : 
<  I  will  also  clothe  her  priests  with  salvation  ;  and  her  saints  shall  |  shout  aloud  for 

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Oh,  give  thanks  unto  the  Lord,  for  he  is  good ;  for  his  mercy  en  |  dureth  forever. 
Oh,  give  thanks  unto  the  God  of  gods  ;  for  his  |  mercy  endureth  forever. 
Oh.  give  thanks  to  the  Lord  of  lords;  for  his  mercy  en  |  dureth  forever. 
To  him  who  alone  doeth  great  wonders;  for  his    |  mercy  endureth  forever. 
To  him  that  by  wisdom  made  the  heavens;  for  his  mercy  en  |  dureth  forever. 
To  him  that  stretched  out  the  earth  above  the  waters  ;  for  his  |  mercy  endureth 
(  forever. 

4  T  To  him  that  made  great  lights ;  for  his  mercy  en  |  dureth  forever. 

<  The  sun  to  rule  by  day  ;  the  moon  and  stars  to  rule  by  night ;  for  his  |  mercy  en- 
(  dureth  forever. 

5  (  Who  remembered  us  in  our  low  estate;  for  his  mercy  en  |  dureth  forever. 

(  And  hath  redeemed  us  from  our  enemies;  for  his  |  mercy  endureth  forever. 

6  (  "Who  giveth  food  to  all  flesh ;  for  his  mercy  en  |  dureth  forever. 

(Oh,  give  thanks  unto  the  God  of  heaven;  for  his  |  mercy  endureth  forever. 


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0  Lord,  thou  hast  search -ed  |  me  and  known  me. 

Thou  knowest  my  down  -  sitting  and  mine  up  -  rising ;  thou  understandest  my  | 

thought  afar  -  off. 
Thou  compassest  my  path  and  my  |  lying  down; 
And  art  ac  |  quainted  with  all  my  ways. 
For  there  is  not  a  word  in  my  tongue,  hut  lo,  0  Lord,  thou  knowest  it  |  altv- 

ff  ether : 
Thou  hast  beset  me  behind  and  before,  and  |  laid  thine  hand  upon  me. 

Such  knowledge  is  too  wonder  |  ful  for  me; 

It  is  high,  I  cannot  at  |  tain-  unto  it. 

Whither  shall  I  go  |  from  thy  spirit  ? 

Or  whither  shall  I  |  flee  -from  thy  presence  ? 

If  I  ascend  up  into  heaven,  |  thou  art  there  ! 

If  I  make  my  bed  in  |  hell,  lo!  thou  art  there. 

If  I  take  the  wings  of  the  morning,  and  dwell  in  the  uttermost  |  parts  of  the  sea; 

Even  there  shall  thy  hand  lead  me,  and  |  thy  right  hand  shall  hold  me : 

If  I  say,  Surely  the  darkness  shall  |  cover  me; 

Even  the  |  night  shall  be  light  about  me. 

Yea,  the  darkness  hideth  not  from  thee,  but  the  night  shineth  |  as  the  day : 

The  darkness  and  the  light  are  |  both  alike  to  thee. 

1  will  praise  thee ;  for  I  am  fearfully  and  wonder  |  fully  made; 
Marvellous  are  thy  works,  and  that  my  soul  |  knoweth  right  -  well. 
Search  me,  O  God,  and  |  know  my  heart; 

Try  me,  and  |  know  -  my  -  thoughts : 

And  see  if  there  be  any  wieked  |  way  in  me; 

And  lead  me  in  the  |  way  -  everlasting. 


Glory  be  to  the  Father,  and  |  to  the  Sont 

And  |  to  the  Holy  Ghost; 

As  it  was  in  the  beginning,  is  now,  and  |  ever  shall  be. 

World  I  without  end.     Amen. 


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I  will  extol  thee,  ray  God,  0  King;  and  I  will  bless  thy  name  for  |  ever  and  ever, 
Every  day  will  I  bless  thee,  and  1  will  praise  thy  |  name  for  ever  and  ever. 
Great  is  the  Lord,  and  greatly  to  be  praised;  and  his  greatness  |  is  unsearchable. 
One  generation  shall  praise  thy  works  to  another,  and  shall  de  |  dare  thy  mighty  acts. 
I  will  speak  of  the  glorious  honor  of  thy  majesty,  and  of  thy  |  wondrous  works; 
And  men  shall  speak  of  the  might  of  thy  terrible  acts ;  and  |  /  will  declare  thy 

greatness; 
They  s^all  abundantly  utter  the  memory  of  thy  great  goodness,  and  sing  of  thy  | 

righteousness. 
The  Lord  is  gracious,  and  full  of  compassion,  slow  to  anger  |  and  of  great  -  mercy. 
The  Lord  is  good  to  all ;  and  his  tender  mercies  are  over  |  all  his  works; 
All  thy  works  shall  praise  thee,  0  Lord  ;  and  thy  |  saints  shall  bless  -  thee. 
They  shall  speak  of  the  glory  of  thy  kingdom,  and  talk  |  of  thy  power; 
To  make  known  to  the  sons  of  men  his  mighty  acts,  and  the  glorious  majesty  | 

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Thy  kingdom  is  an  everlasting  kingdom,  and  thy  dominion  throughout  |  all  gener- 
ations. 
The  Lord  upholdeth  all  that  fall,  and  raiseth  |  all  that  are  bowed  down. 
The  eyes  of  all  wait  upon  thee;  and  thou  givest  them  their  m«*at  |  in  due  season; 
Thou  openest  thine  hand,  and  satisfiest  the  desire  of  |  every  living  thing. 
The  Lord  is  righteous  in  all  his  ways,  and  holy  in  |  all  his  works; 
The  Lord  if  nigh  unto  all  them  that  |  call  on  him  in  truth : 
He  will  fulfil  the  desire  of   |  them  that  fear  him; 
He  will  hear  their  |  cry  and  save  them. 
The  Loid  preserveth  all  |  them  that  love  him; 
But  all  the  |  wicked  "-M  he  destroy. 
My  mouth  shall  speak  the  |  praise  of  the  Lord; 
And  let  all  flesh  bless  his  holy  |  name  for  ever  and  ever. 


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Praise  ye  the  Lord  ;  praise  the  Lord,  |  0  my  soul. 

While  I  |  live  will  I  praise  the  Lord: 

I  will  sing  praises  unto  my  God  while  |  /  have  being; 

Praise  ye  the  Lord ;  praise  the  |  Lord  -  0  my  soul. 

Happy  is  he  that  hath  the  God  of  Jacob  |  for  his  help; 

Whose  hope  is  |  in  the  Lord  his  God; 

Which  made  heaven  and  earth  and  sea  and  all  that  |  therein  is; 

Which  keepeth  |  truth  forev  -  er. 

Which  executeth  judgment  |  for  the  oppressed; 

Which  giveth  |  food  -  to  the  hungry; 

The  Lord  looseth  the  prisoners  :  the  Lord  openeth  the  |  eyes  of  the  blind; 

The  Lord  raiseth  them  that  are  bowed  down  ;  the  Lord  |  lav  -  eth  the  righteous. 

The  Lord  preserveth  the  strangers;  he  relievetli  the  fatherless  |  and  the  widow; 

But  the  way  of  the  wicked  he  |  turneth  upside  down. 

The  Lord  shall  reign  forever,  even  thy  God,  0  Zion,  to  |  all  generations. 

Praise  ye  the  Lord.     Praise  the  [  Lord,  0  my  soul. 

Psalm  147 :  12-20. 

Praise  the  Lord,  0  Jerusalem  ;  praise  thy  |  God,  0  Zion. 

For  he  hath  strengthened  the  bars  of  thy  gates  ;  he  hath  blessed  thy  |  chil-dren 

within  thee. 
He  maketh  peace  in  thy  borders ;  and  filleth  thee  with  the  finest  |  of  the  wheat. 
He  sendeth  forth  his  commandment ;  his  word  |  runneth  very  siriftly. 

Jveth  snow  like  wool  ;  he  scattereth  the  hoar  |  frost  like  ashes. 
He  casteth  forth  his  ice  like  morsels  :  who  can  |  stand  before  his  cold? 
He  sendeth  out  his  word,  and  |  melt  eth  them: 
He  causeth  his  wind  to  |  blow,  and  melteth  them. 
H«'  Bheweth  his  word  I  unto  Jacob; 
His  statutes  and  his  |  judgments  unto  Israel. 
He  hath  not  dealt  so  with  I  any  nation; 
And  as  for  his  judgments,  they  have  not  known  them.  ]  Praise -ye  the  Lord. 


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1  <  Praise  |  ?/e  the  Lord  : 

\  Praise  3-e  the  Lord  from  the  heavens;  |  praise  him  in  the  heights. 

2  I  Praise  ye  him,  all  his  angels;  praise  ye  him,  |  all  his  hosts. 

<  Praise  ye  him,  sun  and  moon ;  praise  him,  |  all  ye  stars  of  light. 

3  (  Praise  him,  ye  heaven  of  heavens,  and  ye  waters  that  be  a  |  bove  the  heavens. 

(  Let  them  praise  the  name  of  the  Lord,  for  he  commanded,  |  and  they  were  created. 

4  <  He  hath  also  established  them  for  |  ever  and  ever; 
(  He  hath  made  a  de  |  cree  which  shall  not  jmss. 

5  (  Praise  the  Lord  from  the  earth,  ye  dragons,  |  and  all  deeps  : 

(  Fire  and  hail  ;  snow  and  vapor;  stormy  |  wind  fulfilling  his  word: 

6  (  Mountains  and  all  hills  ;  fruitful  trees,  |  and  all  cedars; 

\  Beasts  and  all  cattle;  creeping  |  things,  and,  flying  fowl: 

7  <  Kings  of  the  earth,  and  all  people  ;  princes,  and  all  judges  |  of  the  earth; 

<  Both  young  men  and  maidens;  |  old -men  and  children: 

8  (  Let  them  praise  the  name  of  the  Lord  ;  for  his  name  a  |  lone  is  excellent: 
(^  His  glory  is  a  |  bove  the  heaven  and  earth. 


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Psalm  150. 


1  (  Praise  ye  the  Lord;  praise  God  |  in  his  sanctuary; 
<  Praise  him  in  the  |  firmament  of  his  power. 

2  J  Praise  him  for  his  |  mighty  acts; 

1  Praise  him  according  to  his  |  excellent  -  greatness. 


3  J  Praise  him  with  the 
<  Praise  him  with  the 

4  C  Praise  him  with  the 


sound  of  the  trumpet; 
psaltery  and  harp. 
timbrel  and  dunce; 


i  Praise  him  with  stringed  |  instruments  and  organs. 


5  (  I 'raise  him  upon  the 
i  Praise  him  upon  the 


loud-  cymbals; 

h igh-sounding  cymbals, 
6  (  Let  everything  that  hath  breath  |  praise  the  Lord. 
(  Praise  -  |  ye  the  Lord.     Amen. 


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1  Chron.  29:  10-13. 

Blessed  be  thou,  Lord  God  of  Israel,  for  |  ever  and  ever. 

Thine,  0  Lord,  is  the  |  greatness  and  the  power, 

And  the  glory  and  the  victory  |  and  the  majesty; 

For  all  that  is  in  the  heaven  and  |  in  the  earth  is  thine. 

Thine  is  the  |  kingdom,  0  Lord: 

And  thou  art  exalted  as  |  head  -  over  all; 

Both  riches  and  honor  |  come  of  thee; 

And  thou  |  reignest  over  all. 

And  in  thine  hand  is  |  power  and  might; 

And  in  thine  hand  it  is  to  make  great,  and  to  give  |  strength  -  unto  all. 

Now,  therefore,  our  |  God,  we  thank  thee, 

And  |  praise  thy  glorious  name. 


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0  Lord,  I  will  praise  thee,  though  thou  wast  |  angry  with  me. 
Thine  anger  is  turned  away,  and  thou  |  comfortest  -  me. 
Behold,  God  is  |  my  salvation; 

1  will  |  trust  and  not  be  afraid. 
For  the  Lord  Jehovah  is  my  |  strength  and  song; 
He  also  is  be  |  come -my  salvation. 

Therefore  with  joy  shall  ye  draw  water  out  of  the  |  wells  of  salvation: 
And  in  that  day  shall  }Te  say,  Praise  the  Lord,  |  call  upon  his  name. 

(  Declare  his  doings  among  the  people,  make  mention  that  his  |  name  is  exalted; 

<  Sing  unto  the  Lord,  for  he  hath  done  excellent  things  j  this  is  |  known  in  alt  the 

(  earth. 

(  Cry  and  shout,  thou  inhabi  |  tant  of  Zion; 

\  For  great  is  the  Holy  One  of  Israel  |  in  the  midst  of  thee. 

(Glory  he  to  the  Father,  and  |  to  the  Son, 

(  And  |  to  the  Holy  (lliost; 

(As  it  was  in  the  beginning,  is  now,  and  |  ever  shall  be, 

\  World  I  without  end.     Amen. 


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1  f  Thou  wilt  keep  him  in  perfect  peace,  whose  mind  is  |  stayed  on  thee; 
(Be  J  cause  he  trusteth  in  thee. 

2  f  Trust  ye  in  the  |  Lord  forever; 

\  For  in  the  Lord  Jehovah  is  |  everlasting  strength. 

3  (  The  way  of  the  just  is  |  uprightness; 

(Thou,  most  upright,  dost  |  weigh  the  path  of  the  just. 

4  (Yea,  in  the  way  of  thy  judgments,  0  Lord,  have  we  |  waited  for  thee; 

\  The  desire  of  our  soul  is  to  thy  name,  and  |  to  the  remembrance  of  tliee, 

5  I  With  my  whole  soul  have  I  desired  thee  |  in  the  night; 
(Yea,  with  my  spirit  within  me,  |  I  will  seek  thee  early : 

6  f  For  when  thy  judgments  are  |  in  the  earth, 

(  The  inhabitants  of  the  |  world  will  learn  -  righteousness. 

7  (  Lord,  thou  wilt  ordain  |  peace  for  us, 

(  For  thou  hast  wrought  |  all  our  works  in  us. 
8(0  Lord  our  God,  other  lords  beside  thee  have  had  dominion  |  over  us; 
\  But  by  thee  only  will  we  make  |  mention  of  thy  name. 

48.  Isaiah  35. 

1  (  Say  to  them  that  are  of  a  fearful  heart,  Be  |  strong,  fear  not  : 

-j  Behold  your  God  will  come  with  vengeance,  even  God  with  a  recompense,  |  He 

(  will  come  and  save  you. 

Then  the    eyes   of  the  blind  shall  be  opened,  and  the  ears  of  the  deaf  shall  |  be 

unstopped : 
Then  shall   the   lame  man  leap   as  an  hart,  and  the  |  tongue  of  the  dumb  shall 

sing. 

3  (  For  in  the  wilderness  shall  waters  break  out,  and  |  stream*  in  the  desert: 

1  And  an    highway  shall   be   there,  and  a  way,  and  it  shall  be  |  called  the  way  of 
(  luAa 

4  (  And  the   ransomed  of  the   Lord  shall  return,  and  come  to  Zioil  with  songs  and 


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everlasting  joy  u  |  pon  their  heads; 

shall  obtain  joy  and  gladness,  and  sorrow  and  |  siglting  shall  jhc  away. 


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Comfort  ye,  comfort  ye  my  people  |  saith  your  God; 

Speak  ye  comfortably  |  to  Jei*usalem. 

And  cry  unto  her  that  her  warfare  is  accomplished,  her  iniqui  |  ty  is  pardoned; 

For  she  hath  received  of  the  Lord's  hand  |  double  for  all  Iter  sins. 

The  voice  of  him  that  crieth  in  the  wilderness,  Prepare  the  |  way  of  the  Lord; 

Make  straight  in  the  desert  a  |  highway  for  our  God. 

Every  valley  shall  be  exalted,  and  every  mountain  and  hill  shall  |  be  made  low; 

And  the  crooked  shall  be  made  straight,  and  the  |  rough  -places  plain. 

And  the  glory  of  the  Lord  shall  be  revealed,  and  all  flesh  shall  |  see  it  together; 

For  the  mouth  of  the  Lord,  the  mouth  of  the  |  Lord  hath  spoken  it. 

Comfort  ye,  comfort  }'e  my  people,  |  saith  your  God; 

Speak  ye  comfortably  |  to  Jerusalem. 


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The  voice  said,  Cry ;  and  he  said,  |   What  shall  L  cry  ? 

All  flesh  is  grass,  and  all  the  goodliness  thereof  is  as  the  |  flower  -of  the  field : 

The  grass  withereth,  the  |  flower  fadeth ; 

But  the  word  of  our  |  God  shall  stand  forever. 

O  Zion,  that  bringest  good  tidings,  get  thee  up  into  the  |  high  -  mountain  : 

O  Jerusalem,  that  briugest  good  tidings,  lift  |  up  thy  voice  with  strength; 

Lift  it  up,  be  |  not  afraid! 

Say  unto  the  cities  of  |  Judah,  behold  your  God  ! 

Behold  the  Lord  will  come  with  strong  hand,  and  his  arm  shall  |  rule  for  him; 

Behold  his  reward  is  with  him,  |  and  his  work  before  hi/n. 

He  shall  feed  his  flock  like  a  shepherd  ;  he  shall  gather  the  |  lambs  with  his  arm 

And  carry  them  in  his  bosom,  and  shall  gently  lead  |  those  that  are  with  young. 


(  Glory  be  to  the  Father,  and  |  to  the  Son, 

(And  |  to  the  Holy  CJiost; 

^  As  it  was  in  the  beginning,  is  now,  and  |  ever  shall  be; 

(  World  |  without  end.      Amen. 


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61.  Isaiah  40. 

1  (The  everlasting  |  God,  the  Lord, 

{  The  Creator  of  the  ends  of  the  earth,  |  fainteth  not,  nor  is  weary. 

2  (  He  giveth  |  power  to  the  faint; 

(And  to  them  that  have  no  |  might,  he  increaseth  strength. 

3  (  Even  the  youths  shall  faint  and  be  weary,  and  the  young  men  shall  |  utterly  fall ; 
\  But  they  that  wait  upon  the  |  Lord  shall  renew  their  strength; 

4  J  They  shall  mount  |  up  with  wings  as  eagles : 

(They  shall  run  and  not  be  weary;  they  shall  |  walk  and  not -faint. 


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Fear  not,  for  |  I  am  with  thee; 

Be  not  dismayed,  for  |  /-  am  thy  God. 

I  will  strengthen  thee:  yea,  |  I  will  help  thee; 

Yea,  I  will  uphold  thee  with  the  right  J  hand  of  my  righteousness. 

Fear  not.  for  I  have  re  |  deem  -  ed  thee  : 

I  have  called  thee  by  thy  |  name,  -thou  art  mine  : 

When  thou  passest  through  the  waters,  I  |  ivill  be  with  thee; 

And  through  the  rivers,  they  |  shall  not  overflow  thee. 

For  a  small  moment  have  I  for  |  saken  thee; 

But  with  great  mercies  |  will  I  gather  thee. 

In  a  little  wrath  I  hid  my  face  from  thee  |  for  a  moment; 

But  with  everlasting  kindness  will  I  have  mercy  on  thee,  saith  the  |  Lord -thy 

Redeemer. 
For  the  mountains  shall  depart,  and  the  |  hills  be  removed; 
But  my  kindness  shall  |  not  depart  from  thee. 
Neither  shall  the  covenant  of  my  |  peace  be  removed; 
Saith  tin*  |  Lord  that  hath  mercy  on  thee. 
0  thou  -afflicted,  tossed  with  tempest,  not  |  comforted; 
Behold  I  will  lay  thy  stones  with  fair  colors,  and  thy  foun  |  da-tions  with  sap- 

ph  ires; 
And  T  will  make  thy  |  windows  of  agates, 
And  thy  gates  of  carbuncles,  and  all  thy  |  borders  of  pleasant  stones. 


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1  f  He  is  despised  and  rejected  of  men ;  a  man  of  sorrows,  and  ac 
grief. 

And  we  hid  as  it  were  our  faces  from  him ;  he  was  despised  and  we  es 
him  not. 

2  \  Surely  he  hath  borne  our  griefs,  and  |  carried  our  sorrows; 

\  Yet  we  did  esteem  him  stricken,  smitten  of  |  God,  and  afflicted. 

3  (  But  he  was  wounded  for  our  transgressions  ;  he  was  bruised  for  our  in  ]  iquities: 
\  The  chastisement  of  our  peace  was  upon  him ;  and  by  his  |  stripes  we  are  healed. 

4  (  All  we  like  sheep  have  gone  astray ;  we  have  turned  every  one  to  his  |  own-way; 
\  And  the  Lord  hath  laid  on  him  the  iniquity  |  of  us  all. 

5  (  He  was  oppressed,  |  and  afflicted; 
\  Yet  he  opened  |  not  his  mouth. 

6  (  He  is  brought  as  a  |  lamb  to  the  slaughter, 

\  And  as  a  sheep  before  her  shearers  is  dumb,  so  he  openeth  |  not  his  mouth. 
'  He  was  taken  from  prison  and  from  judgment ;  and  who  shall  declare  his  |  gen* 

eration  ? 
For  he  was  cut  off  out  of  the  land  of  the  living ;  for  the  transgression  of  my 

people  |  was  he  stricken. 

8  (  And  he  made  his  grave  with  the  wicked,  and  with  the  |  rich  in  his  death; 
(  Because  he  hath  done  no  violence,  neither  was  any  deceit  |  in  his  mouth. 

9  (  Yet  it  pleased  the  Lord  to  bruise  him  ;  yea,  he  hath  |  put  him  to  grief; 

1  When  thou  shalt  make  his  soul  an  offering  for  sin,  he  shall  see  his  seed,  he  shall 
{  pro  |  long  his  days. 

10  (  And  the  pleasure  of  the  Lord  shall  prosper  |  in  his  hands. 
\  Pie  shall  see  of  the  travail  of  his  soul  and  shall  be  |  satisfied. 

By  his  knowledge  shall  my  righteous  servant  |  justify  many; 

For  lie  shall  bear  their  in  |  iquities; 

12  (  Therefore  will  I  divide  him  a  portion  |  with  the  great} 
(And  he  shall  divide  the  |  spoil  with  the  strong. 

13  f  Because  he  hath  poured  out  his  |  soul  unto  death: 
(  And  lie  was  numbered  |  with  the  transgressors; 

14  j  And  he  bare  the  |  sin  of  many, 

\  And  made  intercession  for  |  the  transgressors. 


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Arise,  shine,  for  thy  |  light  is  come, 

And  the  glory  of  the  |  Lord  is  risen  upon  thee. 

For  behold  the  darkness  shall  |  cover  the  earth. 

And  I  gross  darkness  the  people. 

But  the  Lord  shall  a  |  rise  upo?i  thee; 

And  his  glory  |  shall  be  seen  upon  thee; 

And  the  Gentiles  shall  come  |  to  thy  light, 

And  kings  to  the  |  brightness  of  thy  rising. 

Violence  shall  no  more  be  heard  in  thy  land ;  wasting  and  destruction  with  |  in 

thy  borders. 
But  thou  slialt  call  thy  walls  salvation,  |  and  thy  gates  -  praise. 
The  sum  shall  be  no  more  thy  |  light  by  day, 
Neither  for  brightness  shall  the  |  moon  give  light  unto  thee. 

But  the  Lord  God  shall  be  unto  thee  an  everlasting  light,  and  thy  |  God  thy  glory; 
Thy  Mm  shall  no  more  go  down,  neither  shall  thy  |  moon  withdraw  itself: 
For  the  Lord  shall  be  thine  ever  |  lasting  light, 
And  the  days  of  thy  |  mowning  shall  be  ended. 

I  will  greatly  rejoice  in  the  Lord,  my  soul  shall  be  jovful  |  in  my  God; 
For  he  hath  clothed  me  with  the  garments  of  salvation,  he  hath  covered  me  with 

the  I  robe  of  righteousness  : 
For  as  the  earth  bringeth  forth  her  bud,  and  as  the  garden  causeth  the  things 

that  are  sown  in  it  |  to  spring  forth; 
So  the  Lord  God  will  cause  righteousness  and  praise  to  spring  \  forth  before  all 

nations. 

For  Zion's  sake  I  will  not  hold  my  peace,  and  for  Jerusalem's  sake  I  |  will  not  rest, 
Until  the  righteousness  thereof  go  forth  as  brightness,  and  her  salvation  I  as  a 

lamp  that  burneth. 
And  the  Gentiles  shall  see  thy  righteousness,  and  all  |  king*  thy  qlory; 
And  thou  shalt  be  called  by  a  new  name  which  the  |  mouth  of  the  Lord  shall  name. 


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1  (  Blessed  be  the  Lord  |  God  of  Israel; 

\  For  he  hath  visited  |  and  redeemed  his  people. 

2  (  And  hath  raised  up  a  horn  of  sal  |  vation  for  us; 
\  In  the  |  house  of  his  servant  David. 

3  ("  As  he  spake  by  the  mouth  of  his  |  holy  prophets, 
\  Which  have  been  |  since  the  world  began; 

4  (  That  we  should  be  saved  |  from  our  enemies; 
\  And  from  the  |  hand  of  all  that  hate  us. 

(  Glory  be  to  the  Father,  and  |  to  the  Son, 

(And  |  to  the  Holy  Ghost; 

(  As  it  was  in  the  beginning,  is  now,  and  |  ever  shall  be; 

\  World  |  without  end.     Amen. 

56.  Luke  1:46. 

1  (  My  soul  doth  magni  |  fy  the  Lord, 

\  And  my  spirit  hath  re  |  joiced  in  God  my  Saviour; 

2  (  For  he  hath  regarded  the  low  estate  of  |  his  handmaiden  ; 

\  For  behold,  from  henceforth  all  gener  |  ations  shall  call  me  blessed. 

3  (  For  he  that  is  mighty  hath  done  to  |  me  great  things; 
\  And  |  holy  is  his  name. 

4  (  And  his  mercy  is  on  |  them  that  fear  him, 
\  From  gener  |  ation  to  generation. 

5  (  He  hath  shewed  |  strength  with  his  arm; 

(  He  hath  scattered  the  proud  in  the  imagi  |  nation  of  their  hearts. 

6  J"  He' hath  put  down  the  mighty  |  from  their  seals; 
I  And  exalted  |  them  of  low  degree. 

7  (He  hath  filled  the  hungry  |  with  good  things; 
I  And  the  rich  lie  hath  |  sent  empty  away. 

8  (  He  hath  holpen  his  servant  Israel  in  remembrance  |  of  his  mercy; 
(  As  he  spake  to  our  fathers,  to  Abraham,  and  |  to  his  seed  forever. 


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Blessed  are  the  |  poor  in  spirit; 

For  theirs  is  the  |  king  -  dom  of  heaven. 

Blessed  are  |  they  that  mourn; 

For  they  |  shall  be  comforted. 

Blessed  |  are  the  meek; 

For  I  they  shall  inherit  the  earth. 

Blessed  are  they  which  do  hunger  and  thirst  after  |  righteousness; 

For  I  they  -  shall  be  filled. 

Blessed  are  the  |  merciful; 

For  I  they' shall  obtain  -  mercy . 

Blessed  are  the  \  pure  in  heart; 

For  I  they  shall  see-  God. 

Blessed  are  the  |  peace  -  makers; 

For  they  shall  be  called  the  |  children  of  God. 

Blessed  are  they  which  are  persecuted  for  j  righteousness'  sake; 

For  I  theirs  is  the  kingdom  of  heaven. 


(  Glory  be  to  the  Father,  and  |  to  the  Son, 

\  And"  I  to  the  Holy  Ghost; 

j"  As  it  was  in  the  beginning,  is  now,  and  |  ever  shaU  be; 

(  World  I  without  end.     Amen. 

58.  Isaiah  55  &  Matt.  11. 

1  (  Seek  ye  the  Lord  while  he  |  may  be  found; 
(  Call  ye  upon  him  |  while- he  is  near. 

2  (  Let  the  wicked  for  -  |  sake  his  way, 

(  And  the  11  n  -  |  righteous  man  his  thoughts; 

3  (  And  let  him  return  un-  |  to  the  Lord. 

(  And  he  will  have  |  mer-cy  upon  him  : 

4  ('And  I  to  our  God, 

X  For  he  will  a  -  |  bundantly  -pardon. 


1  (  Come  unto  me,  all  ye  that  labor  and  are  |  heavy  ladm, 
I  And  I  I. will  give  you  rest. 

2  j"  Take  my  yoke  upon  you,  and  |  learn  of  me; 
(  For  I  am  me«'k  and  |  lowly  in  heart  : 

3  (  And  ye  shall  find  rest  un  -  |  to  your  souls; 

(  For  my  yoke  is  easy,  and  my  |  bur -den  is  light. 


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1  Cor.  5  &  Bom.  6. 


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Christ  our  passover  is  |  sacrificed  for  us; 

Therefore  |  let  us  keep  the  feast; 

Not  with  the  old  leaven,  neither  with  the  leaven  of  |  malice  and  wickedness; 

But  with  the  unleavened  bread  of  sin  |  cerity  and  truth. 

Christ  being  raised  from  the  dead,  |  dieth  no  more; 

Death  hath  no  more  do  |  minion  over  him. 

For  in  that  he  died,  he  died  unto  |  sin -once; 

But  in  that  he  liveth,  he  |  liveth  unto  God. 

Likewise  reckon  ye  yourselves  to  be  dead  indeed  |  unto  sin; 

But  alive  unto  God  through  |  Jesus  Christ  our  Lord. 


j"  Glory  be  to  the  Father,  and  |  to  the  Son, 

(  And  |  to  the  Holy  Ghost; 

f  As  it  was  in  the  beginning,  is  now,  and  |  ever  shall  be; 

i  World  I  without  end.     Amen. 


60. 


1  Cor.  15. 


1  J  Now  is  Christ  risen  |  from  the  dead, 

\  And  become  the  first-  |  fruits  of  them  that  slept. 

2  \  For  since  by  |  man  came  death; 

(By  man  came  also  the  resur-  |  rection  of  the  dead. 

3  J  For  as  in  Adam  |  all  -  die; 

I  Even  so  in  Christ  shall  |  all  be  made  alive. 

4  (  Behold,  I  shew  you  a  mystery  ;  we  shall  |  not  all  sleep; 

.<  But  we  shall  all  be  changed,  in  a  moment,  in  the   twinkling  of  an  |  eye,  at  the 
(  last  -  trump. 

5  $  For  the  trumpet  shall  sound  ;  and  the  dead  shall  be  \  raised  incowuptible; 
(  And  |  we  -  shall  be  changed. 

6  ("  For  this  corruptible  must  put  on  |  incomiption, 
\  And  this  mortal  must  put  on  |  immortality; 

7  f  So  when  this  corruptible  shall  have  put  on  |  incorruption, 
|  And  this  raoi     '<  shall  have  put  on  |  immortality; 

8  (  Then  shall  be  brought  to  pass  the  saying  that  is  written,  Death  is  swallowed  |  tap 
<  in  victory  ! 

(  0  Death,  where  is  thy  sting?     0  |  Grave,  where  is  thy  victory? 


9  (  The  Bting  oi   death  is  sin  ;  and  the  strength  of  |  sin  i. 
Hut  thanks  be  unto  God,  who  giveth  us  the  victory, 
(  Lord. 


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Selections  for  Baptism. 

And  Jesus  said,  Suffer  little  children,  and  forbid  them  not,  to  |  come  unto  me, 
For  of  |  such  is  the  kingdom  of  heaven. 

Verily  I  say  unto  you,  Except  ye  be  converted,  and  become  as  |  little  children, 
Ye  shall  not  enter  in  |  to  the  kingdom  of  heaven. 

TThosoever  therefore  shall  humble  himself  as  this  |  little  child; 
The  same  is  greatest  |  in  the  kingdom  of  heaven. 

Take  heed  that  ye  despise  not  one  of  these  |  little  ones; 

For  I  say  unto  you,  that  in  heaven  their  angels  do  always  behold  the  face  of  my  | 
Father  which  is  in  heaven. 


62, 


1  J  And  Jesus  came,  and  spake  |  unto  them,  saying, 

\  All  power  is  given  unto  |  me  in  heaven  and  in  earth. 

2  C  Go  ye  therefore  and  |  teach  all  notions, 

<  Bapti-ing  them  in  the  name  of  the  Father,  and  of  the  Son,  and 
(  Ghost. 

63.  


of  the  Holy 


1  (  The  mercy  of  the  Lord  is  from  everlasting  to  everlasting  upon  |  them  that  fear 
■<  him; 

(  And  his  righteousness  |  unto  children's  children. 

2  (  To  such  as  |  keep  his  covenant; 

(  And  to  those  that  remember  his  com  |  mandments  to  do  them. 

3  )  The  promise  is  unto  you,  and  |  unto  your  children; 

)  And  to  all  that  are  afar  off,  even  as  many  as  the  |  Lord  our  God  shall  call. 

4  <  lie  shall  feed  his  flock  |  like  a  shepherd; 

i  He  shall  gather  the  lambs  with  his  arm,  and  |  carry  them  in  his  bosom. 


(  Glory  be  to  the  Father,  and  |  to  the  Son, 
\  And  |  to  the  Holy  Ghost; 

(  As  it  was  in  the  beginning,  is  now,  and  |  ever  shall  be, 
(  World  I  without  end.     Amen. 


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Tfte  Alleluiatic  Sequence. 

The  strain  upraise  of  joy  and  praise,  |  Alleluia/ 

To  the  glory  of  their  King  shall  the  ransomed  people  sing  |  Alleluia  / 

And  the  choirs  that  dwell  on  high  shall  re-echo  through  the  sky  |  Alleluia! 

They  through  the  fields  of  Paradise  that  roam,  the  blessed  ones,  repeat  through 

that  bright  home,  |  Alleluia  t 
The  planets  glittering  on  their  |  heavenly  way, 
The  shining  constellations  join,  and  say,  |  Alleluia! 
Ye  clouds  that  onward  sweep,  ye  winds  on  |  pinions  light ; 
Ye  thunders  echoing  loud  and  deep, 
Ye  lightnings  wildly  bright, 
In  sweet  consent  u  |  nite  your  Alleluia  ! 
Ye  floods  and  ocean  billows,  ye  storms  and  |  winter  snow  ; 
Ye  days  of  cloudless  beauty ;  hoar  frost  and  summer  glow ; 
Ye  groves  that  wave  in  spring,  and  glorious  forests  sing  |  Alleluia  I 
First  let  the  birds  with  painted  plumage  gay, 
Exalt  their  great  Creator's  praise,  and  say  |  Alleluia  ! 
Then  let  the  beasts  of  earth,  with  varying  strain,  join  in  creation's  hymn,  and 

cry  again  |  Alleluia  ! 

Here  let  the  mountains  thunder  forth  sonorous  |  Alleluia  ! 

There  let  the  valleys  sing  in  gentler  chorus  |  Alleluia  I 

Thou  jubilant  abyss  of  ocean,  cry  |  Alleluia! 

Ye  tracts  of  earth,  and  continents,  reply  |  Alleluia  ! 

This  is  the  strain,  the  eternal  strain,  the  Lord  of  |  all  things  loves: 

This  is  the  song,  the  heavenly  song,  that  |  Christ  himself  approves. 

Wherefore  we  sing,  both  heart  and  voice  awaking,  |  Alleluia  ! 

And  children's  voices  echo,  answer  making,  |  Alleluia! 

Now  from  all  men  be  outpoured,  Alleluia  |  to  the  Lord! 

With  Alleluia  evermore,  the  Son  and  |  Spirit  we  adore/ 

Praise  be  done  to  the  |  Thkek  in  One! 

Alleluia !  Alleluia  !  Alle  |  luia  !     Amen  / 

Kbale's  Medieval  HvirKi. 


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1  (  Worthy  |  is  the  Lamb, 

^The  |  Lamb  that  once  was  slain, 

2  (  To  receive  power  and  riches  and  |  wisdom  and  strength 
(And  honor  and  |  glory  and -blessing. 

3  (  Blessing  and  honor  and  |  glory  and  power 

^Be  unto  him  that  sitteth  upon  the  throne,  and  unto  the  |  Lamb,  for  ever  and  ever, 

4  (  Unto  him  that  |  loved  us, 

\  And  washed  us  from  our  |  sins  in  his  own  blood, 

5  (  And  hath  made  us  kings  and  priests  unto  |  God  and  his  Father; 
\  To  him  be  glory  and  dominion  for  ever  and  |  ever.     A  -  men. 

6  (  Behold  he  |  cometh  with  clouds; 
\  And  |  every  eye  shall  see  him. 

7  (And  they  |  also  that  pierced  him; 

\  And  all  kindreds  of  the  earth  shall  |  wail  because  of  him. 


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1  J  Blessed  are  the  dead  who  |  die  in  the  Lord, 
(  From  hence  -  |  forth;    Yea,  saith  the  Spirit; 

2  (  For  they  |  rest  from  their  labors, 

(  And  their  |  works  do  follow  thenu 

3  (  And  God  shall  wipe  away  all  |  tears  from  their  eyes 
(  And  there  shall  |  be -no  more  death, 

4  |  Neither  sorrow  nor  crying  nor  |  any  more  pain; 
(  For  the  former  |  things  are  passed  away. 


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1(0  Saviour  of  the  world,  the  |  Son,  Lord  Jesus, 

(  Stir  up  thy  strength  and  help  us,  we  |  hum-bly  beseech  thee, 

2  (  By  thy  cross  and  precious  blood  thou  |  hast  redeemed  us  ; 
(  Save  us  and  help  us,  we  |  hum-bly  beseech  thee. 

3  f  Thou  didst  save  thy  disciples  when  |  ready  to  perish  ; 
(  Hear  us  and  save  us,  we  |  hum-bly  beseech  thee. 

4  (  Let  the  pitifulness  of  |  thy  great  mercy 

(  Loose  us  from  our  sins,  we  |  hum-bly  beseech  thee. 

5  (  Make  it  appear  that  thou  art  our  Saviour  and  |  mighty  Deliverer  ; 
(Oh,  save  us,  that  we  may  praise  thee,  we  |  hum-bly  beseech  thee. 

6  (  Draw  near,  according  to  thy  promise,  from  the  |  throne  of  \hy  glory  / 
(Look  down,  and  hear  our  crying,  we  |  hum-bly  beseech  thee. 

7  $  Come  again,  and  dwell  with  us,  0  |  Lord,  Christ  Jesus  ; 
(Abide  with  us  forever,  we  |  hum-bly  beseech  thee. 

8  J  And  when  thou  shalt  appear  with  |  power  and  glory  ; 
(May  we  be  made  like  unto  thee  |  in  thy  glorious  kingdom. 

(  Glory  be  to  the  Father,  and  |  to  the  Soji, 
(  And  |  to  the  Holy  Ghost  ; 

(As  it  was  in  the  beginning,  is  nOw,  and  |  evershallbe ; 
(World  |  without  end.     Amen. 


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(CHANT   40.)  Te  Deum  Laudamits. 

We  praise  thee,  O  God ;  we  acknowledge  thee  to  |  be  the  Lord. 

All  the  earth  doth  worship  thee,  the  |  Father  everlasting. 

To  thee  all  angels  cry  aloud;  the  heavens  and  all  the  |  powers  therein. 

To  thee  cherubim  and  seraphim,  con  -  |  tinually  do  cry, 

Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord  |  God  of  Sabaoth; 

Heaven  and  earth  are  full  of  the  |  majesty  of  thy  glory 

The  glorious  company  of  the  apostles  |  praise  -  thee  ! 

The  goodly  fellowship  of  the  |  prophets  praise  -  thee  I 

The  noble  army  of  martyrs  |  praise -thee! 

The  holy  church  throughout  all  the  world,  |  doth  acknowledge  thee, 

The  Father,  of  an  |  infinite  majesty  : 

Thine  adorable,  true,  and  only  Son:  also  the  Holy  |  Ghost,  the  Comforter. 

(Chaxt  41.) 

Thou  art  the  King  of  |  glory,  0  Christ; 

Thou  art  the  everlasting  |  Son  -  of  the  Father. 

When  thou  tookest  upon  thee  to  de  -  |  liver  man, 

Thou  didst  humble  thyself  to  be  |  born  -  of  a  virgin. 

When  thou  hadst  overcome  the  |  sharpness  of  death, 

Thou  didst  open  the  kingdom  of  |  heaven  to  all  believers. 

Thou  sittest  at  the  right  hand  of  God  in  the  glory  |  of  the  Father. 

We  believe  that  thou  shalt  |  come  to  be  our  Judge. 

'W  e  therefore  pray  thee  help  thy  servants  whom  thou  hast  redeemed  with  thy 

precious  blood: 
Make  them  to  be  numbered  with  thy  saints  in  |  glory  everlasting. 

(Chant  40.) 

O  Lord,  save  thy  people,  and  |  bless  thine  heritage; 

ra  them  and  |  lift  them  tip  forever. 
Day  by  day  we  |  magnify  thee; 
And  we  worship  thy  name  |  ever  world  without  end. 
Vouchsafe,  O  Lord,  to  keep  us  this  day  |  without  sin. 
0  Lord,  have  mercy  upon  us;  have  |  merry  upon  us. 
0  Lord  let  thy  mercy  be  upon  us,  as  our  trust  |  is  in  thee. 
0  Lord,  in  thee  have  I  trusted;  let  me  |  never  be  confound,,!. 


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Gloria  in  Excelsis. 


1  f  Glory  be  to  |  God  on  high; 

\  And  on  earth,  |  peace,  good  will  towards  men. 

2  (  We  praise  thee,  we  bless  thee,  we  |  worship  thee, 

\  We  glorify  thee,  we  give  thanks  to  |  thee  for  thy  great  glory. 

3  J  0  Lord  God,  |  heavenly  King; 
\  God  the  |  Father  Al  -  mighty. 


(Chant  43.) 

4(0  Lord,  the  only  begotten  Son,  |  Jesus  Christ; 
\  0  Lord  God,  Lamb  of  God,  |  Son  -  of  the  Father. 

5  (  That  takest  away  the  |  sins  of  the  world, 
\  Have  |  mercy  upon  us. 

6  J  Thou  that  takest  away  the  |  sins  of  the  world, 

(  Have  |  mercy  upon  us. 

7  (  Thou  that  takest  away  the  |  sins  of  the  world, 
\  Re  -  |  ceiue,  receive  our  prayer. 

8  (  Thou  that  sittest  at  the  right  hand  of  |  God  the  Father, 
\  Have  |  mercy  upon  us. 


(Chant  42.) 

9  (  For  thou  |  only  art  holy; 
\  Thou  |  only  art  the  Lord. 

10  (  Thou  only,  O  Christ,  with  the  |  Holy  Ghost, 
\  Art  most  high  in  the  |  glory  of  God  the  Father. 


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Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord  |  God  Almighty  ! 

Early  in  the  morning  shall  our  |  song  arise  to  thee. 

Holy,  holy,  holy !     All  the  |  saints  adore  thee, 

Casting  down  their  golden  crowns  a  -  |  round  the  glassy  sea. 

Cherubim  and  seraphim  fall  |  down  before  thee, 
Who  wast,  and  art,  and  |  evermore  shalt  be. 

Holy,  holy,  holy !     Though  the  |  darkness  hide  thee, 
Though  the  eye  of  sinful  man  thy  |  glory  may  not  see; 

Only  thou  art  holy,  there  is  |  none  beside  thee, 
Perfect  in  power,  in  |  love,  and  purity. 

Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord  |  God  Almighty  ! 

All  thy  works  shall  praise  thy  name,  in  |  earth  and  sky  and  sea. 


71.     (Chaxt  45.) 

1  (  Tnou  Maker  of  my  vital  frame,  unveil  thy  face,  pro  -  |  nounce  thy  name; 

-J  Shine  to  my  Bight,  and  let  the  ear  which  thou  hast  |  formed,  thy  language  hear: 
(  Divide,  ye  clouds,  and  let  me  see  the  Power  that  |  gives  me  leave  to  be. 

2  (  Where  is  thy  residence  ?     Oh,  why  dost  thou  avoid  my  |  searching  eye  ? 

<  Mysterious  Being!  Great  Unknown!  say,  do  the  |  clouds  conceal  thy  throne? 
(  Or  art  thou  all  diffused  abroad,  through  boundless  |  space,  a  present  God? 

3  f  Is  there  not  some  delightful  art,  to  feel  thy  presence  |  in  my  heart  ? 

To  hear  thy  whispers,  soft  and  kind,  in  holy  |  silence  of  the  mind  ! 
(  Then  rest,  my  thoughts ;  no  longer  roam  in  quest  of  |  joy,  for  heaven's  at  home  i 


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1  From  the  recesses  of  a  Jowty  spirit 

My  humble  prayer  ascends,  —  0  |  Father,  hear  it  ! 
Borne  on  the  trembling  wings  of  fear  and  meekness; 
For  -  |  give  its  weakness. 

2  I  know,  I  feel  how  mean,  and  how  unworthy 
The  lowly  sacrifice  I  |  pour  before  thee  : 
What  can  I  offer  thee,  0  thou  most  holy, 

But  |  sin  and  folly  ? 

3  Lord,  in  thy  sight,  who  every  bosom  vie  west, 
Cold  in  our  warmest  vows,  and  |  vain  our  truest ; 
Thoughts  of  a  hurrying  hour —  our  lips  repeat  them  — 

Our  |  hearts  forget  them. 

4  We  see  thy  hand  ;  it  leads  us  ;  it  supports  us  ; 
We  hear  thy  voice  ;  it  |  counsels,  and  it  courts  us; 
And  then  we  turn  away !  and  still  thy  kindness 

For  -  |  gives  our  blindness. 

5  Who  can  resist  thy  gentle  call,  appealing 

To  every  generous  thought  and  |  grateful  feeling  ? 
Oh,  who  can  hear  the  accents  of  thy  mercy, 
And  |  never  love  thee  ? 


6  Kind  Benefactor!  plant  within  this  bosom 
The  |  seeds  of  holiness;  and  let  them  blossom 
In  fragrance,  and  in  beauty  bright  and  vernal, 

And  |  spring  eternal. 

7  Then  place  them  in  those  everlasting  gardens. 
Where  angels  walk,  and  |  sera  pits  are  the  wardens; 

Where  every  flower,  brought  safe  through  death's  dark  portal 
Be  I  conies  immortal  / 


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1  Lead,  kindly  Light,  amid  th'  encircling  gloom,  load  |  thou  me  on  ! 
The  night  is  dark,  and    I  am  far  from  |  home;  lead  thou  me  on! 
Keep  thou  my  feet ;  I  do  not  |  ask  to  see 

The  distant  scene;  one  |  step's  enough  for  me. 

2  I  was  not  ever  thus,  nor  prayed  that  thou  should st  |  lead  me  on; 
I  loved  to  choose  and  see  my  path  ;  but  |  now,  lead  thou  me  on  ! 
I  loved  the  garish  day,  and  |  spite  of  fears, 

Pride  ruled  my  will :  re  -  |  member  not  past  years  ! 

3  So  long  thy  power  hath  blessed  me,  sure  it  still  will  |  lead  vie  on 
O'er  moor  and  fen,  o'er  crag  and  torrent,  |  till  the  night  is  gone, 
And  with  the  morn  those  angel  |  faces  smile, 
Which  I  have  loved  long  |  since,  and  lost  awhile. 


74. 


Newman. 


1  "  Thy  will  be  done  !  "     In  devious  way 
The  hurrying  stream  of  |  life  may  run; 
Yet  still  our  grateful  hearts  shall  say, 

"  Thy  will  be  done"  ! 

2  "  Thy  will  be  done  "  !     If  o'er  us  shine 
A  gladdening  and  a  |  prosperous  sun; 
This  prayer  will  make  it  more  divine,  — 

«  Thy  will  be  done"  ! 

3  "  Thy  u-ill  be  done  "  /     Though  shrouded  o'er 
Our  |  path  with  gloom;  one  comfort,  one 

Is  ours,  —  to  breathe,  while  we  adore,  "  Thy  will  be  done 
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75. 

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My  God,  is  any  hour  so  sweet,  from  blush  of  |  morn  till  evening  star, 

As  that  which  calls  me  to  th}r  feet,  —  the  |  hour  of  prayer  —  the  hour  of  prayer. 

Then  is  my  strength  by  thee  renewed,  then  are  my  |  sins  by  thee  forgiven; 
Then  thou  dost  cheer  my  solitude  with  |  hopes  of  heaven  —  with  hopes  of  heaven. 

No  words  can  tell  what  sweet  relief,  there  for  my  |  every  want  I  find; 
What  strength  for  warfare,  balm  for  grief,  what  |  peace  of  mind  —  what  peace  of 
mind. 

Hushed  is  each  doubt,  gone  every  fear ;  my  spirit  |  seems  in  heaven  to  stay; 
And  ev'n  the  penitential  tear  is  |  wiped  away  —  is  wiped  away. 

Lord  !  till  I  reach  that  blissful  shore,  no  privi  -  |  lege  so  dear  shall  be, 
As  thus  my  inmost  soul  to  pour  in  |  prayer  to  thee  —  in  prayer  to  thee* 


76. 


1  When  winds  are  raging  o'er  the  upper  ocean, 
And  billows  wild  con  -  |  tend  with  angry  roar, 
'Tis  said,  far  down  beneath  the  wild  commotion, 
That  peaceful  |  stillness  reigneth  evermore* 

2  Far,  far  beneath,  the  noise  of  tempests  dieth, 
And  silver  waves  chime  |  ever  peacefully; 
And  no  rude-  storm,  how  fierce  soe'er  it  flieth, 
Disturbs  the  |  Sabbath  of  that  deeper  sea, 

3  So  to  the  heart  that  knows  thy  love,  0  Purest ! 
There  is  a  temple,  |  sacred  evermore. 

And  all  the  babble  of  life's  angry  voices 
Dies  in  hushed  |  stillness,  at  its  peaceful  door. 

4  Far,  far  away,  the  roar  of  passion  dieth, 

And  loving  thoughts  rise  |  calm  and  peacefully, 
And  no  rude  storm,  how  fierce  soe'er  it  flieth, 
Disturbs  the  |  soul  that  dwells,  0  Lord,  in  thee. 

5  0  rest  of  rests !  0  peace  serene,  eternal ! 
Thou  ever  livest  |  and  thou  changest  never; 
And  in  the  secret  of  thy  presence  dwelleth 
Fulness  of  \  joy,  forever  and  forever. 


Mns.  Stowr. 


The   Ten   Commandments,  43 


I  AM  THE  LORD  THY  GOD,  WHICH  HAVE  BROUGHT  THEE 
OUT  OF  THE  LAND  OF  EGYPT,  AND  OUT  OF  THE  HOUSE  OF 
BONDAGE. 

I. 

Thou  shalt  have  no  other  gods  before  me. 

II. 

Thou  shalt  not  make  unto  thee  any  graven  image,  or  any  likeness  of  anything 
that  is  in  heaven  above,  or  that  is  in  the  earth  beneath,  or  that  is  in  the  water 
under  the  earth  :  thou  shalt  not  bow  down  thyself  to  them,  nor  serve  them :  for  I  the 
Lord  thy  God  am  a  jealous  God,  visiting  the  iniquity  of  the  fathers  upon  the  children, 
unto  the  third  and  fourth  generation  of  them  that  hate  me ;  and  showing  mercy  unto 
thousands  of  them  that  love  me,  and  keep  my  commandments. 

III. 
Thou  shalt  not  take  the  name  of  the  Lord  thy  God  in  vain,  for  the  Lord  will  not 
hold  him  guiltless  that  taketh  his  name  in  vain. 

IV. 
Remember  the  Sabbath  day  to  keep  it  holy  :  six  da}rs  shalt  thou  labor  and  do  all 
thy  work  ;  but  the  seventh  day  is  the  Sabbath  of  the  Lord  thy  God :  in  it  thou  shalt 
not  do  any  work,  thou,  nor  thy  son,  nor  thy  daughter,  thy  man-servant,  nor  thy 
maid-servant,  nor  thy  cattle,  nor  the  stranger  that  is  within  thy  gates :  for  in  six 
days  the  Lord  made  heaven  and  earth,  the  sea,  and  all  that  in  them  is,  and  rested 
on  the  seventh  day ;  wherefore  the  Lord  blessed  the  Sabbath  day  and  hallowed  it. 

V. 

Honor  thy  father  and  thy  mother,  that  thy  days  may  be  long  in  the  land  which 
the  Lord  thy  God  giveth  thee. 

VI. 


VII. 
VIII 


Thou  shalt  not  kill. 

Thou  shalt  not  commit  adultery. 

Thou  shalt  not  steal. 

IX. 
Thou  shalt  not  bear  false  witness  against  thy  neighbor. 

X. 
Thou  shalt  not  covet  thy  neighbor's  house,  thou   shalt   not  covet  thy  neighbor's 
wife,  nor  his  man-servant,  nor  his  maid-servant,  nor  his  ox,  nor  his  ass,  nor  anything 
that  is  thy  neighbor's. 

"  For  this,  —  T1k>u  shalt  not  commit  adultery,  thou  shalt  not  kill,  thou  shalt  not 
steal,  thou  shalt  not  bear  false  witness,  thou  shalt  not  covet :  and  if  there  be  any 
other  commandment,  it  is  briefly  comprehended  in  tin's  saying;  namely,  Thou  shalt 
love  thy  neighbor  as  thvself.  Love  worketh  no  ill  to  his  neighbor,  therefore  love  is 
the  fulfilling  of  the  law." 


44  The  Catholic   Creeds,  Lord's  Prayer,  and  Benediction, 

THE   APOSTLES'    CREED. 

I  believe  in  God,  the  Father  Almighty,  Maker  of  heaven  and  earth  ;•  and  in  Jesus 
Christ,  his  only  Son,  our  Lord,  who  was  conceived  by  the  Holy  Ghost,  born  of  the 
Virgin  Mary,  suffered  under  Pontius  Pilate,  was  crucified,  dead,  and  buried.  He 
descended  into  hell  [Hades]  ;  the  third  day  he  arose  again  from  the  dead,  he  ascended 
into  heaven,  and  sitteth  on  the  right  hand  of  God,  the  Father  Almighty  :  from  thence 
he  shall  come  to  judge  the  quick  and  the  dead. 

I  believe  in  the  Holy  Ghost ;  the  holy  catholic  church ;  the  communion  of  saints  ; 
the  forgiveness  of  sins  ;  the  resurrection  of  the  body,  and  the  life  everlasting.     Amen. 

THE   NICENE    CREED*. 

I  believe  in  one  God  the  Father  Almighty,  Maker  of  heaven  and  earth,  and  of  all 
things  visible  and  invisible  : 

And  in  one  Lord  Jesus  Christ,  the  only  begotten  Son  of  God,  begotten  of  his 
Father  before  all  worlds  ;  God  of  God,  Light  of  Light,  very  God  of  very  God,  begotten, 
not  made,  being  of  one  substance  with  the  Father ;  by  whom  all  things  were  made; 
who,  for  us  men,  and  for  our  salvation,  came  down  from  heaven,  and  was  incarnate  by 
the  Holy  Ghost  of  the  Virgin  Mary,  and  was  made  man,  and  was  crucified  for  us 
under  Pontius  Pilate.  He  suffered  and  was  buried ;  and  the  third  day  he  rose 
again,  according  to  the  Scriptures ;  and  ascended  into  heaven,  and  sitteth  on  the 
right  hand  of  the  Father.  And  he  shall  come  again  with  glory  to  judge  both  the 
quick  and  the  dead;  whose  kingdom  shall  have  no  end. 

And  I  believe  in  the  Holy  Ghost,  the  Lord  and  Giver  of  life,  who  proceedeth  from 
the  Father  and  the  Son ;  who,  with  the  Father  and  the  Son,  is  worshipped  and 
glorified ;  who  spake  by  the  prophets. 

And  I  believe  one  Catholic  and  Apostolic  Church. 

I  acknowledge  one  baptism  for  the  remission  of  sins  ;  and  I  look  for  the  resurrec- 
tion of  the  dead,  and  the  life  of  the  world  to  come.     Amen. 

THE   LORD'S   PRAYER. 

Our  Father  which  art  in  heaven,  hallowed  be  thy  name  ;  thy  kingdom  come  ;  thy 
will  be  done  in  earth  as  it  is  in  heaven.  Give  us  this  day  our  daily  bread.  And 
forgive  us  our  debts  as  we  forgive  our  debtors.  And  lead  us  not  into  temptation,  but 
deliver  us  from  evil.  For  thine  is  the  kingdom,  and  the  power,  and  the  glory  forever. 
Amen. 

THE   APOSTOLIC   BENEDICTION. 

The  grace  of  the  Lord  Jesus  Christ,  and  the  love  of  God,  and  the  communion  of  the 
Holy  Ghost,  be  with  you  all.     Amen. 


Doxologics. 


45 


1.  L.  M. 

Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow, 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below; 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host ! 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost! 

2.  L.  M. 

To  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
Be  honor,  praise,  and  glory  given, 
By  all  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven ! 

3.  L.  M. 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

The  God  whom  earth  and  heaven  adore, 

Be  glory  as  it  was  of  old, 

Is  now,  and  shall  be  evermore ! 


4.    C.  M. 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
One  God,  whom  we  adore, 

Be  glory  as  it  was,  is  now, 
And  shall  be  evermore  ! 


5.     CM. 

Let  God  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 

And  Spirit  be  adored, 
"W  here  there  are  works  to  make  him  known, 

Or  saints  to  love  the  Lord. 


6.    C.  M. 

The  grace  of  Jesus  Christ  our  Lord, 
God's  love  in  boundless  store, 

The  Holy  Spirit's  fellowship, 
Be  with  us  evermore  ! 


7.     S.  M. 

The  Father  and  the  Son 

And  Spirit  we  ad 
We  praise,  we  bless,  we  worship  thee, 

Both  now  and  evermore  ! 


8.  S.  M. 

To  God,  the  Father,  Son, 

And  Spirit,  glory  be, 
As  was,  is  now,  and  shall  remain 

Through  all  eternity. 

9.  S.  M. 

The  grace  of  Christ  our  Lord, 
God's  love  in  boundless  store, 

The  Holy1  Spirit's  fellowship, 
Be  with  us  evermore  ! 


10.  7s. 

Sing  we  to  our  God  above 
Praise  eternal  as  his  love; 
Praise  him,  all  ye  heavenly  host, 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost ! 

11.  7s. 

Praise  the  name  of  God  most  high; 
Praise  him,  all  below  the  sky; 
Praise  him,  all  ye  heavenly  host, — 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost ! 
As  through  countless  ages  past, 
Evermore  his  praise  shall  last. 


12. 


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Praise  the  God  of  our  salvation, 

Praise  the  Father's  boundless  love ; 
Praise  the  Lamb,  our  expiation  ; 

Praise  the  Spirit  from  above; 
Praise  the  Fountain  of  salvation, 

Him  by  whom  our  spirits  live; 
Undivided  adoraJ  ion 

To  the  one  Jehovah  give  ! 


13. 


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To  God,  the  lather,  Son, 
And  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 

All  praise  be  given  ! 
Crown  him  in  every 
1  o  him  all  hearts  belong; 
Let  all  his  praise  prolong, 

On  earth,  in  heaven  ! 


Section  II 


PUBLIC   WORSHIP. 

(a.)    The  Lords  Day  and  Iloztse. 

(5.)    Opening-  and  Closing  of  Worship. 

(c.)  Morning  and  Evening  Hymns. 


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O  day  of  joy  and  light) 
0  balm  of  care  and  sadness, 

Most  beautiful,  most  bright! 
On  thee,  the  high  and  lowly, 

Ben  ;  re  the  throne, 

Sing,  Holy.  Holy.  Holy. 

To  the  Great  Three  in  One  ! 

2  On  thee,  at  the  creation, 

The  light  first  had  its  birth ; 
On  then,  for  our  salvation, 

Christ  rose  from  depths  of  earth  ; 
On  thee,  our  Lord,  victorious, 

The  Spirit  sent  from  Heaven, 
And  thus  on  thee,  most  glorious 

A  triple  light  was  given. 


To-day  on  weary  nations 

The  heavenly  manna  falls ; 
To  holy  convocations 

The  silver  trumpet  calls, 
Where  gospel  light  is  glowing 

With  pure  and  radiant  beams, 
And  living  water  flowing 

With  soul-refreshing  streams. 

New  graces  ever  gaining 

From  this  our  day  of  restj 
We  reach  the  rest  remaining 

To  spirits  of  the  blest : 
To  Holy  Ghost  be  praises, 

To  Father  and  to  Son  ; 
The  Church  her  voice  uprai 

To  thee,  blest  Three  in  <  me, 

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1  Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King, 
To  praise  thy  name,  give  thanks,  and  sing; 
To  show  thy  love  by  morning  light, 
And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  at  night. 

2  Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest ; 

No  mortal  care  shall  seize  my  breast ; 
Oh,  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 
Like  David's  harp  of  solemn  sound  ! 

3  My  heart  shall  triumph  in  my  Lord, 
And  bless  his  works  and  bless  his  word ; 
Thy  works  of  grace,  how  brigh  t  th  ey  shine ! 
How  deep  thy  counsels  !  how  divine  ! 

4  Lord,  I  shall  share  a  glorious  part, 
When  grace  hath  well  refined  my  heart, 
And  fresh  supplies  of  joy  are  shed, 
Like  holy  oil  to  cheer  my  head. 

5  Then  shall  I  see  and  hear  and  know 
All  I  desired  or  wished  below, 
And  every  power  find  sweet  employ 
In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 

Watts. 

3.  Psalm  84. 

1  How  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair, 

O  Lord  of  hosts,  thy  dwellings  are  ! 
With  long  desire  my  spirit  faints 
To  meet  th'  assemblies  of  thy  saints. 

2  My  flesh  would  rest  in  thine  abode  ; 
My  panting  heart  cries  out  for  God. 
My  <  rod,  my  King,  why  should  I  be 
So  far  from  all  my  joys  and  thee  ! 


3  Blest  are  the  souls  that  find  a  place 
Within  the  temple  of  thy  grace  ; 
There  they  behold  thy  gentler  rays, 
And  seek  thy  face,  and  learn  thy  praise. 

4  Blest  are  the  men  whose  hearts  are  set 
To  find  the  way  to  Zion's  gate ; 

God  is  their  strength,  and  thro?  the  road 
They  lean  upon  their  helper,  God. 

5  Cheerful  they  walk  with  growing  strength, 
Till  all  shall  meet  in  heaven  at  length ; 
Till  all  before  thy  face  appear, 

And  join  in  nobler  worship  there. 

Watts. 

4.  Joy  in   Worship. 

1  Lord,  how  delightful  'tis  to  see 
A  whole  assembly  worship  thee  ! 

At  once  they  sing,  at  once  they  pray ; 
They  hear  of  heaven,  and  learn  the  way. 

2  I  have  been  there,  and  still  would  go ; 
'Tis  like  a  little  heaven  below  : 

Not  all  that  careless  sinners  say 
Shall  tempt  me  to  forget  this  day. 

3  Oh,  write  upon  my  memory,  Lord, 
The  texts  and  doctrines  of  thy  word! 
That  I  may  break  thy  laws  no  more, 
But  love  thee  better  than  before. 

4  With  thoughts  of  Christ,  and  things  di- 

vine, 
Fill  up  this  foolish  heart  of  mine; 
That,  finding  pardon  through  his  blood, 
I  may  lie  down,  and  wake  with  God. 

Watts. 


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Nor  sin  nor  death  shall  reach  the  place; 
No  groans  shall  mingle  with  the  songs 
Which  warble  from  immortal  tongues. 

3  Xo  rude  alarms  of  raging  foes; 
Xo  cares  to  break  the  long  repose ; 

1  midnight  shade,  no  clouded  sun, — 
But  sacred,  high,  eternal  noon  ! 

4  0  long-expected  day,  begin  ! 

Dawn  on  these  realms  of  woe  and  sin  ; 
Fain  would  we  leave  this  weary  road, 
And  sleep  in  death,  to  rest  with  God. 

Doddridge. 

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1  Far  from  my  thoughts,  vain  world,  be- 

gone ! 
Let  my  religious  hours  alone: 
Fain  would  mine  eyes  my  Saviour  see: 
1  wait  a  visit,  Lord,  from  thee. 

2  My  heart  grows  warm  with  holy  fire, 
And  kindles  with  a  pure  desire  : 
Come,  my  dear  Jesus  !  from  above, 
And  feed  my  soul  with  heavenly  love. 

3  Blest  Saviour!  what  delicious  fare, 
How  sweet  thine  entertainments  are! 

>-r  did  angels  taste,  above. 
Redeeming  grace  and  dying  love. 

4  Hail,  great  Immanuel,  all-diving! 
In  thee  thy  Father's  glories  shine: 
Thou  brightest,  sweetest)  fairest  One 
That  eyes  have  seen,  or  angels  known! 

Watts. 


7.  Gen.  28:  17. 

1  How  sweet  to  leave  the  world  awhile, 

And  seek  the  presence  of  our  Lord  ! 
Dear  Saviour !  on  thy  people  smile, 
And  come,  according  to  thy  word. 

2  From  busy  scenes  we  now  retreat, 

That  we  may  here  converse  with  thee: 
Ah  !  Lord,  behold  us  at  thy  feet ;  — 
Let  this  the  "  gate  of  heaven"  be. 

3  "Chief  of  ten  thousand!"  now  appear, 

That  we  by  faith  may  see  thy  face : 

Oh  !  speak,  that  we  thy  voice  may  hear, 

And  let  thy  presence  fill  this  place. 

Kelly. 

8.  Psalm  118. 

1  Lo  !  what  a  glorious  corner-stone 

The  Jewish  builders  did  refuse  ; 
But  God  hath  built  his  Church  thereon, 
In  spite  of  envy  and  the  Jews* 

2  Great  God !  the  work  is  all  divine, 

The  joy  and  wonder  of  our  eyes  ; 
This  is  the  day  that  proves  it  thine, 
The  day  that  saw  our  Saviour  rise. 

o  Sinners,  rejoice,  and  saints  be  glad; 
Hosanna,  let  his  name  be  blest; 
A  thousand  honors  on  his  head, 

With  peace  and  light  and  glory  rest! 

4  In  God's  own  name  lie  comes  to  bring 

Salvation  to  our  dying  HI 

Let  the  whole  ( Jfcorch  address  their  King 

With  hearts  of  joy,  and  songs  ofpraise. 

Watts. 


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Show  thy  reconciling  face  ; 

Take;  away  our  sin  and  shame  : 
From  our  worldly  cares  set  free, 
May  we  rest  this  day  in  thee. 

3  Here  we  come,  thy  name  to  praise  ; 

Let  us  feel  thy  presence  near ; 
May  thy  glories  meet  our  eyes, 

While  we  in  thy  house  appear: 
Here  afford  us,  Lord,  a  taste 
Of  our  everlasting  feast. 

4  May  the  gospel's  joyful  sound 

Conquer  sinners,  comfort  saints  ; 
Make  the  fruits  of  grace  abound; 

Bring  relief  for  all  complaints  : 
Thus  let  all  our  Sabbaths  prove. 
Till  we  rest  in  thee  above. 

Newton. 

10.  Psalm  84. 

1  PLEASANT  are  thy  courts  above, 
In  tli"  land  of  light  and  love  ; 


Pleasant  are  thy  courts  below, 
In  this  land  of  sin  and  woe. 
Oh,  my  spirit  longs  and  faints 
For  the  converse  of  thy  saints  ; 
For  the  brightness  of  thy  face, 
King  of  glory,  King  of  grace  ! 

2  Happy  birds  that  sing  and  fly 
Bound  thy  altars,  0  Most  High  ! 
Happier  souls  that  hnd  a  rest 

In  a  heavenly  Fathers  breast  ! 
Happy  souls  !  their  praises  flow 
Even  in  this  world  of  woo  ; 
Waters  in  the  desert  rise, 
Manna  feeds  them  from  the  skies. 

3  On  they  go  from  strengtli  to  strength, 
Till  they  reach  thy  throne  at  length  ; 
At  thy  feet  adoring  fall, 

Who  hast  led  them  safe  through  all. 
Lord,  be  mine  this  prize  to  win  ! 
Guide  me  through  a  world  of  sin, 
Keep  me  by  thy  saving  grace, 
Give  me,  at  thy  side,  a  place  ! 

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1  Lord,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear 

My  roice  ascending  high  ; 
To  thee  will  I  direct  my  prayer, 
To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye  :  — 

2  Up  to  the  hills  where  Christ  is  gone, 

To  plead  for  all  his  saints, 
Presenting  at  his  Father's  throne 
Our  songs  and  our  complaints. 

3  Thou  art  a  God  before  whose  sight 

The  wicked  shall  not  stand  ; 
Sinners  shall  ne'er  be  thy  delight, 
r  dwell  at  thy  right  hand. 

4  But  to  thy  house  will  I  resort, 

To  taste  thy  mercies  there  ; 
I  will  frequent  thy  holy  court, 
And  worship  in  thy  fear. 

0  Oh,  may  thy  Spirit  guide  my  feet 

In  ways  of  righteousness  ! 
Make  every  path  of  duty  straight 
And  plain  before  my  face. 

"Watts. 

12.  Psalm  118. 

1  Tins  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made ; 

lie  calls  the  hours  his  own  : 
Let  heaven  rejoice,  let  earth  he  glad, 
And  praise  surround  the  throne. 

2  To-day  he  rose,  and  left  the  dead, 

A»  empire  fell ; 

To-day  the  saints  his  triumph  spread, 
And  all  his  wonders  tell. 

3  Ilosanna  to  th'  anointed  King, 

To  David's  holy  S 


Help  us,  O  Lord  !  descend,  and  bring 
Salvation  from  thy  throne. 

4  Blest  be  the  Lord  who  comes  to  men 

With  messages  of  grace  ; 
Who  comes,  in  God  his  Father's  name, 
To  save  our  sinful  race. 

5  Hosanna  in  the  highest  strains 

The  Church  on  earth  can  raise  ; 
The  highest  heavens,  in  which  he  reigns, 
Shall  give  him  nobler  praise. 

Watts. 
13.  Psalm  63. 

1  Early,  my  God !  without  delay, 

I  haste  to  seek  thy  face ; 
My  thirsty  spirit  faints  away, 
Without  thy  cheering  grace. 

2  So  pilgrims  on  the  scorching  sand, 

Beneath  a  burning  sky, 
Long  for  a  cooling  stream  at  hand, 
And  they  must  drink  or  die. 

3  I've  seen  thy  glory  and  thy  power 

Through  all  thy  temple  shine  : 
My  God !  repeat  that  heavenly  hour, 
That  vision  so  divine. 

4  Not  life  itself,  with  all  its  joys, 

Can  my  best  passions  move, 
Or  raise  so  higli  my  cheerful  voice, 
As  thy  forgiving  love. 

7)  Thus,  till  my  last  expiring  day, 

I'll  bless  my  God  and  Ki< 

Thus  will  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray, 

And  tune  my  lips  to  sing. 

Watts. 


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1  While  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power ! 

Be  my  vain  wishes  stilled  ; 
And  may  this  consecrated  hour 
With  better  hopes  be  filled  ! 

2  Thy  love  the  power  of  thought  bestowed ; 

To  thee  my  thoughts  would  soar ; 
Thy  mercy  o'er  my  life  has  flowed ; 
That  mercy  I  adore. 

3  In  each  event  of  life,  how  clear 

Thy  ruling  hand  I  see  ! 
Each  blessing  to  my  soul  more  dear, 
Because  conferred  by  thee. 

4  In  every  joy  that  crowns  my  days, 

In  every  pain  I  bear, 
My  heart  shall  find  delight  in  praise, 
Or  seek  relief  in  prayer. 

5  When  gladness  wings  my  favored  hour, 

Thy  love  my  thoughts  shall  fill ; 
Resigned,  when  storms  of  sorrow  lower, 
.My  soul  shall  meet  thy  will. 


6  My  lifted  eye,  without  a  tear, 

The  gathering  storm  shall  see  ; 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  know  no  fear ; 
That  heart  will  rest  on  thee. 

Miss  Williams. 
15.  Psalm  84. 

1  My  soul,  how  lovely  is  the  place, 

To  which  thy  God  resorts  ! 
*Tis  heaven  to  see  his  smiling  face, 
Though  in  his  earthly  courts. 

2  There  the  great  Monarch  of  the  skies 

His  saving  power  displays  ; 
And  light  breaks  in  upon  our  eyes, 
With  kind  and  quickening  rays. 

3  With  his  rich  gifts,  the  heavenly  Dove 

Descends  and  tills  the  place  ; 
While  Christ  reveals  his  wondrous  love, 
And  sheds  abroad  his  grace. 

4  There,  mighty  God,  thy  words  declare 

The  secrets  of  thy  will  ; 
And  still  we  seek  thy  mercy  there, 
And  sing  thy  praises  still. 

Watts. 


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Lord  of  the  worlds  above, 

How  pleasant  and  how  fair 
The  dwellings  of  thy  love, 
Thine  earthly  temples  are  ! 
To  thine  abode  my  heart  aspires, 
With  warm  desires,  (with  warm  desires) 
To  see  my  God. 

2  The  sparrow  for  her  young 

With  pleasure  seeks  a  nest; 
And  wandering  swallows  long 

To  find  their  wonted  rest : 
My  spirit  faints  with  equal  zeal. 
To  rise  and  dwell"  (to  rise  and  dwell) 

Among  thy  saints. 

3  Oh,  happy  souls  that  pray 

Win-re^  G<»\  appoints  to  hear; 
Oh,  happy  men  that  pay 

Then-  constant  service  there! 
They  prai>e  thee  still  ;  and  happy  they 
That  love  the  way  (that  love  the  way,) 

To  Zion's  hill  I 

4  They  go  from  strength  to  strength, 

Through  thia  dark  vale  of  tea: 
Till  each  arrives  at  leu  s 

Till  each  in  heaven  appears: 


Oh,  glorious  seat,  when  God  our  King 
Shall  thither  bring  (shall  thither  bring) 


Our  willing  feet ! 


Watts. 


17. 


The  Lord's  Day. 

1  Welcome,  delightful  morn, 
Thou  day  of  sacred  rest ! 
I  hail  thy  kind  return;  — 

Lord,  make  these  moments  blest : 

From  the  low  train  of  mortal  toys, 

1  soar  to  reach  (I  soar  to  reach) 

Immortal  joys. 

2  Now  may  the  King  descend 

And  fill  his  throne  of  grace; 
Thy  sceptre.  Lord,  extend. 

While  saints  address  thy  face  ; 
Let  sinners  feel  thy  quickening  word, 
And  learn  to  know  (and  learn  to  know) 

And  fear  the  Lord. 

3  Descend,  celestial  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers; 

Disclose  a  Saviour's  love. 

And  bless  these  sacred  hours : 
Then  shall  my  soul  new  life  obtain, 
Nor  Sabbaths  be  (nor  Sabbaths  be) 

Enjoyed  in  vain. 

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Psalm  122. 


How  pleased  and  blest  was  I 
To  bear  tbe  people  cry, 

"  Come,  let  us  seek  our  God  to-day ! " 
Yes,  with  a  cheerful  zeal, 
We  baste  to  Zion's  bill, 

And  tbere  our  vows  and  honors  pay. 

Zioi),  tli rice  happy  place, 

Adorned  with  wondrous  grace,  [round  ! 

And  walls  of  strength  embrace  thee 
In  thee  our  tribes  appear 
To  pray  and  praise,  and  bear 

The  sacred  gospel's  joyful  sound. 

May  peace  attend  thy  gate, 
And  joy  within  thee  wait 

To  bless  tbe  soul  of  every  guest : 
The  man  who  seeks  thy  peace, 
And  wishes  thine  increase, 

A  thousand  blessings  on  him  rest ! 

My  tongue  repeats  her  vows, 
"Peace  to  this  sacred  house  !" 

For    here    my  friends    and 
And  since  my  glorious  God 
Makes  thee  his  blest  abode, 

My  soul  shall  ever  love  thee  well. 

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God's  Government. 


The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns, 
And  royal  state  maintains, 

His  head  with  awful  glories  crowned ; 
Arrayed  in  robes  of  light, 
Begirt  with  sovereign  might, 

And  rays  of  majesty  around. 

Upheld  by  thy  commands, 
The  world  securely  stands, 

And  skies  and  stars  obey  thy  word ; 
Thy  throne  was  fixed  on  high 
Before  the  starry  sky  : 

Eternal  is  thy  kingdom,  Lord ! 

Let  floods  and  nations  rage, 
And  all  their  powers  engage  ; 

Let  swelling  tides  assault  the  sky  : 
The  terrors  of  thy  frown 
Shall  beat  their  madness  down  : 

Thy  throne  forever  stands  on  high. 

Thy  promises  are  true  ; 

Thy  grace  is  ever  new  ;  [remove  : 

There    fixed,  thy  church    shall  ne'er 
Thy  saints,  with  holy  fear, 
Shall  in  thy  courts  appear, 

And  sing  thine  everlasting  love. 

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1  The  festal  morn,  my  God,  is  come, 
That  calls  me  to  thy  sacred  dome, 

Thy  presence  to  adore  : 
My  feet  the  summons  shall  attend, 
With  willing  steps  thy  courts  ascend, 

And  tread  the  hallowed  floor. 

2  With  holy  joy  I  hail  the  day 
That  warns  my  thirsting  soul  away 

To  dwell  among  the  blest! 
For,  lo  !  my  great  Redeemer's  power 
Unfolds  the  everlasting  door, 

And  leads  me  to  his  rest! 

3  Hither,  from  earth's  remotest  end, 
Lo !  the  redeemed  of  God  ascend," 

Their  tribute  hither  bring: 
Here,  crowned  with  everlasting  joy, 
In  hymns  of  praise  their  tongues  employ, 

And  hail  th'  immortal  King. 

Merrick. 

21.  The  Gloria**  Works  of  God. 

1  Thy  mighty  working,  mighty  God  ! 
Wakes  all  my  powers;  I  look  abroad, 
And  can  no  longer  rest  j 


I,  too,  must  sing  when  all  things  sing, 
And  from  my  heart  the  praises  ring 


The  Highest  loveth  best. 


If  thou,  in  thy  great  love  to  us, 
Wilt  scatter  joy  and  beauty  thus 

O'er  this  poor  earth  of  ours ; 
What  nobler  glories  shall  be  given 
Hereafter  in  thy  shining  heaven, 

Set  round  with  "-olden  towers  ! 


What  thrilling  joy,  when  on  our  sight 
Christ's  garden  beams  in  cloudless  light, 

Where  all  the  air  is  sweet; 
Still  laden  with  th'  unwearied  hymn 
From  all  the  thousand  seraphim 

Who  God's  high  praise  repeat! 

Oh,  were  I  there  !  oh  that  I  now 
Before  thy  throne,  my  God,  could  bow, 

And  bear  my  heavenly  palm  ! 
Then,  like  the  angels,  would  I  raise 
My  voice,  and  sing  thine  endless  praise 

In  many  a  sweet-toned  psalm. 


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1  How  charming  is  the  place 

Where  my  Redeemer,  God, 

Unveils  the  beauties  of  his  face, 

And  sheds  his  love  abroad ! 

2  Not  the  fair  palaces 

To  which  the  great  resort. 
Are  once  to  be  compared  with  this, 
Where  Jesus  holds  his  court. 

3  Here  on  the  merc3T-seat, 

With  radiant  glory  crowned, 
Our  joyful  eyes  behold  him  sit, 
And  smile  on  all  around. 

4  To  him  their  prayers  and  cries 

Each  humble  soul  presents; 
He  listens  to  their  broken  sighs, 
And  grants  them  all  their  wants. 

5  Give  me,  0  Lord,  a  place 

Within  thy  bless'd  abode, 
Among  the  children  of  thy  grace, 
The  servants  of  my  God. 

Stexnett. 

23.  Psalm  92. 

1  Sweet  is  the  work,  O  Lord, 

Thy  glorious  arts  to  sing, 
To  praise  thy  name,  and  hear  thy  word, 
And  grateful  offerings  bring. 

2  Sweet,  at  the  dawning  light, 

Thy  boundless  love  to  tell  : 
And  when  approach  the  shades  of  night, 
Still  on  the  theme  to  dwell. 


3  Sweet,  on  this  day  of  rest, 

To  join  in  heart  and  voice 
With  those  who  love  and  serve  thee  best, 
And  in  thy  name  rejoice. 

4  To  songs  of  praise  and  joy, 

Be  every  Sabbath  given, 
That  such  may  be  our  blest  employ 
Eternally  in  heaven. 

Lyte. 

24.  Call  to  Praise. 

1  Stand  up,  and  bless  the  Lord, 

Ye  people  of  his  choice ; 
Stand  up  and  bless  the  Lord  your  God, 
With  heart  and  soul  and  voice. 

2  Though  high  above  all  praise, 

Above  all  blessing  high, 
Who  would  not  fear  his  holy  name, 
And  laud,  and  magnify  ? 

3  Oh,  for  the  living  flame 

From  his  own  altar  brought, 
To  touch  our  lips,  our  souls  inspire. 
And  wing  to  heaven  our  thought! 

4  God  is  our  strength  and  song, 

And  his  salvation  ours  : 
Then  be  his  love  in  Christ  proclaimed, 
With  all  our  ransomed  powers. 

5  Stand  up  and  bless  the  Lord  ; 

The  Lord  your  God  adore  ; 
Stand  up,  and  bless  his  glorious  name, 
Henceforth,  for  evermore. 

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1  See  what  a  living  stone 
The  builders  did  refuse  ! 

Yet  God  hath  built  his  church  thereon, 
In  spite  of  envious  Jews. 

2  The  scribe  and  angry  priest 
Reject  thine  only  Son ; 

Yet  on  this  rock  shall  Zion  rest, 
As  the  chief  corner-stone. 

3  The  work,  0  Lord,  is  thine, 
And  wondrous  in  our  eyes : 

This  day  declares  it  all  divine; 
This  day  did  Jesus  rise. 

This  is  the  glorious  day 
That  our  Redeemer  made  : 

Let  us  rejoice  and  sing  and  pray ; 
Let  all  the  church  be  glad. 

Ilosanna  to  the  King, 
Of  David's  royal  blood  1 

-lints  !  he  conies  to  brin^ 
Salvation  from  your  God. 

26.  Psalm  48. 

1  Great  ia  the  Lord  our  God, 
And  let  his  praise  bs  great; 

He  makes  his  churches  his  abode, 
His  most  delightful  scat. 

2  Those  temples  of  his  gra 
How  beautiful  they  stand  ! 

The  honors  of  our  native  place, 
And  bulwarks  of  our  land. 


"Watts. 


3  In  Zion   God  is  known 

A  refuge  in  distress  ; 
How  bright  has  his  salvation  shone 
Through  all  her  palaces  ! 

4  Oft  have  our  fathers  told, 

Our  eyes  have  often  seen, 
How  well  our  God  secures  the  fold 
Where  his  own  sheep  have  been. 

5  In  every  new  distress 

We'll  to  his  house  repair, 
We'll  think  upon  his  wondrous  grace, 
And  seek  deliverance  there. 

"Watts. 

27.  Day  of  nest. 

1  Welcome,  sweet  day  of  rest, 

That  saw  the  Lord  arise. 
Welcome  to  this  reviving  breast, 
And  these  rejoicing  eyes. 

2  The  King  himself  comes  near, 

And  feasts  his  saints  to-day; 
Here  we  may  sit,  and  see  him  here, 
And  love  and  praise  and  pray. 

3  One  day,  amid  the  place 

Where  God,  my  God,  hath  been, 
Is  sweeter  than  ten  thousand  days 
Within  the  tents  of  sin. 

I   Mj  willing  soul  would  stay 
In  sneh  a  frame  as  this, 

And  sit  and  sing  herself  away 
To  everlasting  bliss. 

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1  Again  our  earthly  cares  we  leave, 

And  to  thy  courts  repair ; 
Again  with  joyful  feet  we  come, 
To  meet  our  Saviour  hero. 

2  Great  Shepherd  of  thy  people,  hear ! 

Thy  presence  now  display ; 
We  how  within  thy  house  of  prayer; 
Oh!  give  us  hearts  to  pray. 

3  The  clouds  which  veil  thee  from  our  sight, 

In  pity,  Lord,  remove  ; 
Dispose  our  minds  to  hear  aright 
The  message  of  thy  love. 

4  The  feeling  heart,  the  melting  eye, 

The  humble  mind,  bestow ; 
And  shine  upon  us  from  on  high, 
To  make  our  graces  grow. 

5  Show  us  some  token  of  thy  love, 

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1  Pratse  waits  in  Zion,  Lord,  for  thee, 

There  shall  our  vows  be  paid; 
Thou  hast  an  ear  when  sinners  pray  ; 
All  flesh  shall  seek  thine  aid. 

2  Lord,  our  iniquities  prevail, 

Bui  pardoning  grace  is  thine; 
And  thou  wilt  grant  us  power  and  skill 
To  conquer  every  sin. 


3  Blest  are  the  men  whom  thou  wilt  choose 

To  bring  them  near  thy  face, 
Give  them  a  dwelling  in  thy  house, 
To  feast  upon  thy  grace. 

4  In  answering  what  thy  church  requests, 

Thy  truth  and  terror  shine  ; 
And  works  of  dreadful  righteousness 
Fulfil  thy  kind  design. 

5  Thus  shall  the  wondering  nations  see 

The  Lord  is  good  and  just ; 
And  distant  islands  fly  to  thee, 
And  make  thy  name  their  trust. 

Watts. 

30.  Psalm  84. 

1  How  lovely  are  thy  dwellings,  Lord, 

From  noise  and  trouble  free  ! 
How  beautiful  the  sweet  accord 
Of  souls  that  pray  to  thee  ! 

2  Lord  God  of  hosts,  that  reign'st  on  high  ! 

They  are  the  truly  blest, 
Who  only  will  on  thee  rely, 
In  thee  alone  will  rest. 

3  They  pass  refreshed  the  thirsty  vale, 

The  dry  and  barren  ground, 
.  As  through  a  fruitful,  watery  dale, 
Where  springs  and  showers  abound. 

4  They    journey   on    from    strength 

strength, 
With  joy  and  gladsome  cheer, 
Till  all  before  our  God  at  length 
In  Zion's  courts  appear. 

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31.  Psalm  84. 

2  Slight  I  enjoy  the  meanest  place 
Within  thy  house,  O  God  of  grace, 

N  h  tents  of  ease,  nor  thrones  of  power, 
Should  tempt  my  feet  to  leave  thy  door. 

3  God  is  our  sun  —  he  makes  our  day  ; 

1  is  our  shield — he  guards  our  way 
From  all  th'  assaults  of  hell  and  sin, 
From  foes  without  and  foes  within. 

4  0  God,  our  King,  whose  sovereign  sway 
The  glorious  host  of  heaven  obey, 
Display  thy  grace,  exert  thy  power, 
Till  all  on  earth  thy  name  adore  ! 

Watts. 

32.  John*:  21-23. 

1  O  Thou  to  whom,  in  aneient  time, 

The  psalmist's  sacred  harp  was  strung, 
Whom  kings  adored  in  song  sublime, 
And    prophets    praised  with   glowing 
tongue ; 

2  Not  now  on  Zion's  height  alone, 

The  favored  worshipper  may  dwell; 
For  where,  at  sultry  noon,  thy  Son 
Sat,  weary,  by  the  patriarch's  well. 

3  From  every  place  below  the  skies, 

The  grateful  song,  the  fervent  prayer, 
The  incense  of  the  heart  may  rise 

To  heaven,  and  find  acceptance  there. 

4  O  Thou  to  whom,  in  ancient  time, 

The  holy  prophet's  harp  was  strung, 
To  thee  at  last,  in  every  dime, 

Shall  temples  rise,  and  praise  be  sung. 

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OO.  Daily  Mercies. 

1  Xew  every  morning  is  the  love 
Our  wakening  and  uprising  prove: 
Through     sleep     and     darkness     safely 

brought, 
Restored  to  life  and  power  and  thought. 

2  New  mercies,  each  returning  day, 
Hover  around  us  while  we  pray; 

New  perils  past,  new  sins  forgiven,   [en. 
New  thoughts  of  God,  new  hopes  of  heav- 

3  Old  friends,  old  scenes  will  lovelier  be 
As  more  of  heaven  in  each  we  see  ; 
Some  softening  gleam  of  love  and  prayer 
Shall  dawn  on  every  cross  and  care. 

4  Only,  O  Lord,  in  thy  dear  love, 
Fit  us  for  perfect  rest  above, 
And  keep  us  this,  and  every  day, 
To  live  more  nearly  as  we  pray. 

Keble. 
o4.  "  God  in  in  this  place." 

1  Lo,  God  is  here  !  —  let  us  adore, 

And  own  how  dreadful  is  this  place  ! 
Let  all  within  us  feel  his  power, 
And  silent  how  before  his  face ! 

2  Lo,  God  is  here  !  —  him  day  and  night, 

United  choirs  of  angels  sing: 
To  him,  enthroned  above  all  height, 
Let  saints  their  humble  worship  bring. 

3  Lord  God  of  hosts  I  oh.  may  our  praise 

Thy  courts  with  grateful  incense  fill! 
Still  may  we  stand  before  thy  face, 
Still  hear  and  do  thy  sovereign  will! 
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1  Blest  morning,  whose  young  dawning 

Beheld  our  rising  God,  [rays 

That  saw  him  triumph  o'er  the  dust, 
And  leave  his  dark  abode. 

2  In  the  cold  prison  of  the  tomb 

The  dead  Redeemer  la} 
Till  the  revolvin^ 

The  third,  th'  appointed  day. 

3  Hell  and  the  grave  unite  their  force 

To  hold  our  Lord,  in  vain  ; 
The  sleeping  Conqueror  arose, 
And  burst  their  feeble  chain. 

4  To  thy  great  name,  almighty  Lord, 

These  sacred  hours  we  pay, 
And  loud  hosannas  shall  proclaim 
The  triumph  of  the  day. 

Watts. 

36. 

1  Frequent  the  day  of  God  returns, 

To  shed  its  quickening  beams  ; 
And  yet  how  slow  devotion  burns! 
How  languid  are  its  flames ! 

2  Accept  our  faint  attempts  to  love; 

Our  follies,  Lord,  forgive; 
We  would  be  like  thy  saints  above, 
And  praise  thee  while  we  live. 

3  Increase,  0  Lord,  our  faith  and  hope, 

And  fit  us  to  ascend 
Where  th'  assembly  ne'er  breaks  up, 
And  Sabbaths  never  end. 

Browne. 


37. 

1  Spirit  of  truth  !  on  this  thy  day, 

To  thee  for  help  we  cry, 
To  guide  us  through  the  dreary  way 
Of  dark  mortality. 

2  We  ask  not,  Lord,  the  cloven  flame, 

Or  tongues  of  various  tone  ; 
But  long  thy  praises  to  proclaim 
With  fervor  in  our  own. 

3  No  heavenly  harpings  soothe  our  ear, 

No  mystic  dreams  we  share  ; 

Yet  hope  to  feel  thy  comfort  near, 

And  bless  thee  in  our  prayer. 

4  When  tongues  shall  cease,  and   powei 

And  knowledge  empty  prove,   [decay. 
Do  thou  thy  trembling  servants  stay, 
With  faith  and  hope  and  love. 

Heber. 

OO.  Closing  Hymn. 

1  Thou  Holy  Spirit,  Lord  of  grace, 

Eternal  fount  of  love, 
Inflame,  we  pray,  our  inmost  hearts 
With  fire  from  heaven  above. 

2  As  thou  in  bond  of  love  dost  join 

The  Father  and  the  Son, 
So  fill  us  all  with  mutual  love, 
And  knit  our  hearts  in  one. 

3  All  glory  to  the  Father  be, 

All  glory  to  the  Son, 
All  glory  to  the  Holy  Ghost, , 
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1  Lord,  we  come  before  thee  now, 
At  thy  feet  we  humbly  bow ; 
Oh,  do  not  our  suit  disdain  ! 
Shall  we  Beek  thee,  Lord,  in  vain  ? 

2  Lord,  on  thee  our  souls  depend, 
In  compassion  now  descend; 

Fill  our  hearts  with  thy  rich  grace, 
Tune  our  lips  to  sing  thy  praise. 

3  In  thine  own  appointed  way, 
Now  we  seek  thee ;  here  we  stay ; 
Lord,  we  know  not  how  to  go, 
Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow. 

4  Comfort  those  who  weep  and  mourn; 
Let  the  time  of  joy  return ; 

Those  that  are  cast  down  lift  up ; 
Make  them  strong  in  faith  and  hope. 

5  Grant  that  all  may  seek  and  find 
Thee  a  God  supremely  kind; 
Heal  the  sick,  the  captive  free ; 
Let  us  all  rejoice  in  thee. 

TTAMMOTn, 

4U.  Opening  of  Worship. 

1  To  thy  temple  we  repair  — 

I.  ire  love  to  worship  there, 
When  within  the  veil  we  meet 
Thee  upon  the  mercy-seat. 

2  While  thy  glorious  name  is  sung, 
Tune  our  lips  —  unloose  our  tongue; 
Then  our  joyful  souls  shall  bless 
Tiiee,  the  Lord  our  Righteousness. 


3  While  to  thee  our  prayers  ascend, 
Let  thine  ear  in  love  attend ; 
Hear  us,  for  thy  Spirit  pleads, — 
Hear,  for  Jesus  intercedes. 

4  While  thy  word  is  heard  with  awe, 
While  we  tremble  at  thy  law, 

Let  thy  gospel's  wondrous  love 
Every  doubt  and  fear  remove. 

5  From  thy  house  when  we  return, 
Let  our  hearts  within  us  burn ; 
That  at  evening  we  may  say, 

"  We  have  walked  with  God  to-day. ? 
Montgomery. 

41.  Close  of  Worship. 

1  For  the  mercies  of  the  day, 
For  this  rest  upon  our  way, 
Thanks  to  thee  alone  be  given, 
Lord  of  earth  and  King  of  heaven  ! 

2  Cold  our  services  have  been, 
Mingled  every  prayer  with  sin  ; 
Rut  thou  canst  and  wilt  frrgive; 
By  thy  grace  alone  we  live. 

3  While  this  thorny  path  wo  tread, 
May  thy  love  our  footsteps  lead; 
When  our  journey  here  is  past, 
May  we  rest  with  tln-e  at  last 

•1   Lei  these  earthly  Sabbaths  prove 
Foretastes  of  our  joys  above : 
While  their  steps  thy  children  bend 

To  the  rest  which  knows  no  end. 

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1  Another  six  days'  work  is  done; 
Another  Sabbath  is  beguile 

Return,  my  soul,  unto  thy  rest ; 
Enjoy  the  day  thy  God  hath  blest. 

2  Oh,  that  our  thoughts  and  thanks  may 
As  grateful  incense  to  the  skies!  [rise, 
And  draw  from  heaven  that  calm  repose, 
Which  none  but  he  who  feels  it  knows. 

3  That  heavenly  calm  within  the  breast ! 
It  is  the  pledge  of  that  dear  rest 
Which  for  tin;  church  of  God  remains,  — 
The  end  of  cares,  the  end  of  pains. 

4  In  holy  duties  let  the  day, 
In  holy  pleasures,  pass  away. 

How  sweet  a  Sabbath  thus  to  spend, 
In  hope  of  one  that  ne'er  shall  end  ! 

Stennett. 

43.  "Return,  0  God  of  Hosts." 

1  Lord,  in  the  temples  of  thy  grace 
Thy  saints  behold  thy  smiling  face; 
And  oft  have  seen  thy  glory  shine, 
With  power  and  majesty  divine. 

2  Tome,  dearest  Lord,  thy  children  cry, 

Our  graces  droop,  our  comforts  die ; 
Return,  and  let  thy  glories  rise 
Again  to  our  admiring  e^es : 

3  Till, filled  with  light  and  joy  and  love, 
Thy  courts  below, like  those  above, 
Triumphant  hallelujahs  raise,      [praise. 

And    l»ea ven    and    earth     resound    thy 


44. 


Morning  Psalm. 


1  0  Christ  !  with  each  returning  morn 
Thine  image  to  our  hearts  be  borne  ; 
And  may  we  ever  clearly  see 

Our  God  and  Saviour,  Lord,  in  thee ! 

2  All  hallowed  be  our  walk  this  day  ; 
May  meekness  form  our  early  ray, 
And  faithful  love  our  noontide  light, 
And  hope  our  sunset,  calm  and  bright. 

3  May  grace  each  idle  thought  control, 
And  sanctify  our  wayward  soul ; 
May  guile  depart,  and  malice  cease, 
And  all  within  be  joy  and  peace. 

4  Our  daily  course,  O  Jesus,  bless ; 
Make  plain  the  wa}^  of  holiness  : 
From  sudden  falls  our  feet  defend, 
And  cheer  at  last  our  journey's  end. 

45.  John  4:  21. 

1  JESUS,  where'er  thy  people  meet, 
There*  they  behold  thy  mercy-seat; 
Where'er  they  seek  thee,  thou  art  found  ; 
And  every  place  is  hallowed  ground. 

2  For  thou,  within  no  walls  confined, 
Inhahitest  the  humble  mind; 

Such  ever  bring  thee  where  they  come, 
And,  going,  take  thee  to  their  home. 

3  Dear  Shepherd  of  thy  chosen  few, 
Thy  former  mercies  here  renew; 
Here  to  our  waiting  hearts  proclaim 
The  sweetness  of  thy  saving  name. 

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2  How  should  our  songs,  like  those  above, 

With  warm  devotion  rise  ! 
How  should  our  souls,  on  wings  of  love, 
Mount  upward  to  the  skies  ! 

3  Come,  Lord  !  thy  love  alone  can  raise 

In  us  the  heavenly  flame; 
Then  shall  our  lips  resound  thy  praise, 
Our  hearts  adore  thy  name. 

4  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  glory  shine, 

And  till  thy  dwellings  here, 
Till  life  and  love  and  joy  divine 
A  heaven  on  earth  appear. 

5  Then  shall  our  hearts  enraptured  say, 

Come,  great  Redeemer!  come,    . 
And  bring  the  bright,  the  glorious  day 
That  calls  thy  children  home. 

Steele. 
^  '  •  Sabbath  Morning. 

1  How   sweet,   how   calm,    this    Sabbath 

morn  ! 
How  pure  the  air  that  breathes, 
And  soft  the  sounds  upon  it  borne, 
And  light  its  vapor  wreaths  ! 

2  It  seenn  as  if  the  Christian's  prayer, 

For  peace  and  joy  and  love, 

Were  answered  by  the  very  air 

That  wafts  its  strain  above. 

each  unholy  passion  c< 
Each  evil  thought  be  crushed, 
Each  anxious  can*  that  mars  thy  peace 
In  Faith  and  Love  be  hushed. 
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48.  Psalm  122. 

1  With  joy  we  hail  the  sacred  day 

Which  God  has  called  his  own  ; 
With  joy  the  summons  we  obey 
To  worship  at  his  throne. 

2  Thy  chosen  temple,  Lord,  how  fair! 

Where  willing  votaries  throng 
To  breathe  the  humble,  fervent  prayer,. 
And  pour  the  choral  song. 

3  Spirit  of  grace !  oh,  deign  to  dwell 

Within  thy  church  below; 
Make  her  in  holiness  excel, 
With  pure  devotion  glow. 

4  Let  peace  within  her  walls  be  found  ; 

Let  all  her  sons  unite 
To  spread  with  grateful  zeal  around 
Her  clear  and  shining  light. 

Lyte. 

49.  Luke  8:  5-15. 

1  0  God  !  by  whom  the  seed  is  given, 

By  whom  the  harvest  blest; 
Whose  word,  like  manna  showered  from 
Is  planted  in  our  breast, —     [heaven, 

2  Preserve  it  from  the  passing  feet, 

And  plunderers  of  the  air, 
The  sultry  sun's  intenser  heafc, 
And  thorns  of  worldly  care. 

3  Though  buried  deep,  or  thinly  strown, 

Do  thou  thy  grace  supply; 

The  hope  in  earthly  furrows  sown 
Shall  ripen  in  the  sky. 

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4  The  order  of  thy  house, 

The  worship  of  thy  court, 
The  cheerful  songs,  the  solemn  vows; 
And  make  a  fair  report. 

5  How  decent  and  how  wise! 

How  glorious  to  behold ! 
Beyond  the  pomp  that  charms  the  eyes, 
And  rites  adorned  with  gold. 

6  The  God  we  worship  now 

Will  guide  us  till  we  die  ; 
Will  be  our  God,  while  here  below, 
And  ours  above  the  sky 


50. 


Evening  Hymn. 


1  The  day  is  past  and  gone, 
The  evening  shades  appear; 

Oh,  may  we  all  remember  well, 
The  night  of  death  draws  near. 

2  Lord !  keep  us  safe  this  night, 
Secure  from  all  our  fears ; 

May  angels  guard  us  while  we  sleep, 
Till  morning  light  appears. 

3  And  when  we  early  rise, 
And  view  th'  unwearied  sun, 

May  we  set  out  to  win  the  prize, 
And  after  glory  run. 

4  And  when  our  days  are  past, 
And  we  from  time  remove, 

Oh,  may  we  in  thy  bosom  rest, 
The  bosom  of  thy  love. 

Leland. 

51.  Psalm  48. 

1  Far  as  thy  name  is  known, 

The  world  declares  thy  praise  ; 
Thy  saints,  O  Lord,  before  thy  throne, 
Their  songs  of  honor  raise. 

2  With  joy  thy  people  stand 

On  Zion's  chosen  hill, 
Proclaim  the  wonders  of  thy  hand, 
And  counsels  of  thy  will. 

3  Let  strangers  walk  around 

The  city  where  we  dwell. 
Compass  and  view  thine  holy  ground, 
And  mark  the  building  well  — ■ 


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0<a.  Closing  Hymn. 

1  We  love  the  place,  0  God, 

Wherein  thine  honor  dwells; 
The  pleasures  of  thy  blest  abode, 
All  earthly  joy  excels. 

2  We  love  the  house  of  prayer, 

Wherein  thy  servants  meet, 
For  thou,  0  Lord,  art  ever  there, 
Thy  chosen  flock  to  greet. 

3  We  love  the  word  of  life.  — 

The  word  that  tells  of*  peace, 
Of  comfort  in  our  daily  strife, 
Of  joys  that  never  cease. 

4  Lord  Jesus !  give  us  grace 

On  earth  to  love  thee  more, 
In  heaven  to  see  thy  glorious  face. 
And  with  thy  saints  adore. 


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Take  me,  Lord !  to  dwell  with  thee. 

DOANE. 

54. 

1  O  my  Saviour,  Guardian  true, 

All  my  life  is  thine  to  keep ; 
At  thy  feet  my  work  I  do, 
In  thine  arms  I  fall  asleep. 

2  Leaning  on  thy  tender  care, 

Thou  hast  led  my  soul  aright ; 
Fervent  was  my  morning  prayer; 
Joyful  is  my  song  to-night. 

3  Tender  mercies  on  my  way 

Falling  softly  like  the  dew, 
Sent  me  freshly  every  day  — 
I  will  bless  the  Lord  for  you. 

4  Source  of  all  that  comforts  me, 

Well  of  joy  for  which  I  long; 
Let  the  song  I  sing  to  thee 
Be  an  everlasting  song ! 

OO.  Parting  ITymn. 

1  Christian  brethren,  ere  we  part, 
Every  voice  and  every  heart 
Join,  and  to  our  Father  raise 
One  last  hymn  of  grateful  praise. 

2  Though  we  here  should  meet  no  more, 
Yet  there  is  a  brighter  shore; 
There,  released  from  toil  and  pain, 
There  we  all  may  meet  again. 


OO.  Evening   Worship. 

1  Softly  fades  the  twilight  ray 
Of  the  holy  Sabbath-day  ; 
Gently  as  life's  setting  sun, 
When  the  Christian's  course  is  run. 

2  Peace  is  on  the  world  abroad ; 
'Tis  the  holy  peace  of  God,  — 
Symbol  of  the  peace  within, 
When  his  people  rest  from  sin. 

3  Still  the  Spirit  lingers  near, 
Where  the  evening  worshipper 
Seeks  communion  with  the  skies, 
Pressing  onward  to  the  prize. 

4  Saviour,  may  our  Sabbaths  bo 
Days  of  peace  and  joy  in  thee, 
Till  in  heaven  our  souls  repose, 
Where  the  Sabbath  ne'er  shall  close. 

S.  F.  Smith. 

57.  Heb.  13:  20,  21. 

1  Now  may  He  who  from  the  dead 

Brought  the  Shepherd  of  the  sheep, 
Jesus  Christ,  our  King  and  Head, 
All  our  souls  in  safety  keep. 

2  May  he  teach  us  to  fulfil 

What  is  pleasing  in  his  sight; 
Make  us  perfect  in  his  will, 

And  preserve  us  day  and  night ! 

3  To  that  great  Redeemer's  praise, 

Who  the  cov'nant  sealed  with  blood, 
Let  our  hearts  and  voices  raise 
Loud  thanksgivings  to  our  God. 

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1  I  love  to  steal  awhile  away 

From  every  cumbering  care, 
And  spend  the  hours  of  setting  day 
In  humble,  grateful  prayer. 

2  I  love,  in  solitude,  to  shed 

The  penitential  tear ; 
And  all  his  promises  to  plead, 
Where  none  but  God  can  hear. 

3  I  love  to  think  on  mercies  past, 

And  future  good  implore  ; 
And  all  my  cares  and  sorrows  cast 
On  Him  whom  I  adore. 

4  I  love,  by  faith,  to  take  a  view 

Of  brighter  scenes  in  heaven  ; 
The  prospect  doth  my  strength  renew, 
"While  here  by  tempests  driven. 

5  Thus,  when  life's  toilsome  day  is  o'er, 

May  its  departing  ray 
Be  calm  as  this  impressive  hour, 
And  lead  to  endless  day  ! 

Mrs.  Brown. 


59. 

1  God 


Psalm  139:  12. 

f  the  sunlight  hours,  how  sad 
Would  evening's  shadows  be; 
Or  night,  in  deeper  shadows  clad, 
If  aught  were  dark  to  thee  ! 

2  How  mournfully  that  golden  gleam 
Would  touch  the  thoughtful  heart, 


If,  with  its  soft,  retiring  beam, 
We  saw  thy  light  depart ! 

3  Enough,  while  these  dull  heavens  may 

If  here  thy  presence  be  j  [lower, 

Then  midnight  shall  be  morning  hour, 
And  darkness  light  to  me. 

4  Through    the    deep    gloom    of    mortal 

Thy  light  of  love  can  throw    [things, 
That  ray  which  gilds  an  angel's  wings, 
To  soothe  a  pilgrim's  woe. 

60.  Sabbath  Best. 

1  When  the  worn  spirit  wants  repose, 

And  sighs  her  God  to  seek, 
How  sweet  to  hail  the  evening's  close 
That  ends  the  weary  week. 

2  How  sweet  to  hail  the  early  dawn 

That  opens  on  the  sight, 
When  first  that  soul-reviving  morn 
Beams  its  new  rays  of  light. 

3  Sweet  day,  thine   hours    too  soon  will 

cease ; 
Yet,  while  they  gently  roll, 
Breathe,     heavenly    Spirit,    source     of 
A  Sabbath  o'er  my  soul.  [peace, 

4  When  will  my  pilgrimage  be  done, 

The  world's  long  week  be  o'er, 
That  Sabbath  dawn  which  needs  no  sun, 
That  day  which  fades  no  more.  ? 

Edaieston. 


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1  The  sun  is  sinking  in  the  west, 

The  day]  i glit  swiftly  flies  ; 
f    Arise,  my  soul,  and  baste  to  pay 
Thiue  evening  sacrifice. 

2  O  Lord,  into  thy  sacred  charge, 

In  whom  all  spirits  live. 
My  helpless  soul,  in  humble  faith, 
Herself  would  wholly  give. 

3  Beneath  thine  ever-watchful  eye, 

My  soul  would  calmly  rest, 
"Without  a  wish 

Abiding  in  the  breast, 

4  Save  that  thy  blessed  will  be  done, 

Whatever  may  betide ; 
Dead  to  herself,  and  also  dead, 
In  thee,  to  all  beside. 

5  Lord,   on    the    cross    thine   arms   were 

To  draw  thy  people  nigh  ;    [stretched 
Oh,  grant  us  then,  that  cross  to  love, 
And  in  those  arms  to  die. 

62.  1  Peter  5:  7. 

1  The  twilight  falls,  the  night  is  near  5 

I  fold  my  work  away ; 
And  kneel  to  Him  who  bends  to  hear 
The  story  of  the  day. 

2  The  old,  old  storyl  yet  I  kneel 

To  tell  it  at  His  call ; 
And  cares  crow  lighter  as  I  feel 
That  Jesus  knows  them  all. 


3  Yes,  all !  the  morning  and  the  night, 

The  joy,  the  grief,  the  loss, 
The  roughened  path,  the  sunbeam  bright, 
The  hourly  thorn  and  cross. 

4  And  Jesus  loves  me  !  all    my  heart 

With  answering  love  is  stirred; 
And  every  anguish,  ever}''  smart, 
Finds  healing  in  the  Word. 

5  So  then  I  lay  me  down  to  rest, 

As  nightly  shadows  fall ; 
And  lean,  confiding,  on  His  breast 
Who  knows  and  pities  all. 

DO.  Psalm  4. 

1  Lord,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray ; 

I  am  forever  thine ; 
I  fear  before  thee  all  the  day, 
Nor  would  I  dare  to  sin. 

2  And  while  I  rest  my  weary  head, 

From  cares  and  business  free, 
?Tis  sweet  conversing  on  my  bed 
With  my  own  heart  and  thee. 

3  I  pay  this  evening  sacrifice ; 

And  when  my  work  is  done, 
Great  God !  my  faith  and  hope  relies 
Upon  thy  grace  alone. 

4  Thus,   with   my   thoughts  composed   to 

I  give  mine  eyes  to  sleep  ;         [peace, 
Thy  hand  in  safety  keeps  my  days, 
And  will  my  slumbers  keep. 

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1  Sweet  is  the  light  of  Sabbath  eve, 

And  soft  the  sunbeams  ling'ring  there; 

For  these  blest  hours  the  world  I  leave, 

Wafted  on  wings  of  faith  and  prayer. 

2  Season  of  rest !  the  tranquil  soul      [love ; 

Feels  the  sweet  calm,  and  melts  in 
And  while  these  sacred  moments  roll, 
Faith  sees  a  smiling  heaven  above. 

3  Nor  will  our  days  of  toil  be  long : 

Our  pilgrimage  will  soon  be  trod; 
And  we  shall  join  the  ceaseless  song, 
The  endless  Sabbath  of  our  God. 

Edmeston. 

67.  Psalm  35:  18. 

1  Millions  within  thy  courts  have  met ; 

Millions,  this  day,  before  thee  bowed; 

Their  faces  Zionward  were  set,     [vowed. 

Vows   with  their   lips    to  thee    they 

2  From  east  to  west,  the  sun  surveyed, 

From  north  to  south,  adoring  throngs ; 
And  still,  when  evening  stretched  her 
shade, 
The  stars  came  out  to  hear  their  songs. 

3  And  not  a  praj'er,  a  tear,  a  sigh, 

Hath  failed  this  day  some  suit  to  gain; 
To  those  in  trouble  thou  wert  nigh : 
Not  one  hath  sought  thy  face  in  vain. 

4  Yet  one  prayer  more!  —  and  be  it  one 

In  which  both  heaven  and  earth  accord, 
Fulfil  thy  promise  to  thy  Son  ; 

Let  all  that  breathe  call  Jesus  Lord  ! 
Montgomery. 


64.  Luke  24:  29. 

1  Sun  of  my  soul !  thou  Saviour  dear, 
It  is  not  night  if  thou  be  near : 

Oh,  may  no  earth-born  cloud  arise 
To  hide  thee  from  thy  servant's  eyes ! 

2  When  soft  the  dews  of  kindly  sleep 
My  weary  eyelids  gently  steep, 

Be  my  last  thought,  — how  sweet  to  rest 
Forever  on  my  Saviour's  breast ! 

3  Abide  with  me  from  morn  till  eve, 
For  without  thee  I  cannot  live ; 
Abide  with  me  when  night  is  nigh, 
For  without  thee  I  dare  not  die. 

4  Be  near  to  bless  me  when  I  wake, 

Ere  through  the  world  my  way  I  take  ; 
Till  in  the  ocean  of  thy  love 
I  lose  myself  in  Heaven  above. 

Keble. 

03.  Lam.  3:  23.    Isa.  45:  7. 

1  My  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love  ! 

Thy  gifts  are  every  evening  new ; 
And  morning  mercies  from  above 
Gently  distil  like  early  dew. 

2  Thou  spread'st  the  curtains  of  the  night, 

Great  Guardian  of  my  sleeping  hours; 
Thy  sovereign  word  restores  the  light, 
And  quickens  all  my  drowsy  powers. 

3  I  yield  my  powers  to  thy  command; 

To  thee  I  consecrate  my  days  | 
Perpetual    blessings  from  thine  hand 
Demand  perpetual  songs  of  praise. 

Watts. 


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1  Sweet  Saviour,  bless  us  ere  we  go ; 

Thy  word  into  our  minds  instil ; 
And  make  our  lukewarm  hearts  to  glow 

With  lowly  love  and  fervent  will. 
Thro'  life's  long  day  and  death's  dark 
O  gentle  Jesus,  be  our  Light.      [night, 

Through  the  day,  through  the  night, 

O  gentle  Jesus,  be  our  Light. 

2  The  day  is  gone,  its  hours  have  run, 

And  thou  hast  taken  count  of  all, 
The  scanty  triumphs  grace  hath  won, 

The  broken  vow,  the  frequent  fall. 
Thro'  life's  long  day  and  death's  dark 
O  gentle  Jesus,  be  our  Light.      [night, 

Chorus : 

3  Grant  us,  dear  Lord,  from  evil  ways 

True  absolution  and  release; 
And  bless  as,  more  than  in  past  days, 

With  purity  and  inward  peaco. 
Thro'  life's  long  day  and  death's  dark 
O  gentle  Jesus,  be  our  Light.      [night, 
Chorus  : 


Do  more  than  pardon  ;  give  us  joy, 
Sweet  fear,  and  sober  liberty, 

And  simple  hearts  without  alloy 
That  only  long  to  be  like  thee. 

Thro'  life's  long  day  and  death's  dark 

O  gentle  Jesus,  be  our  Light.       [night, 
Chorus : 

Labor  is  sweet,  for  thou  hast  toiled  ; 

And  care  is  light,  for  thou  hast  cared  ; 
Ah  !  never  let  our  works  be  soiled 

With  strife,  or  by  deceit  ensnared. 
Thro'  life's  long  day  and  death's  dark 
O  gentle  Jesus,  be  our  Light,      [night, 

Chorus  : 

For  all  we  love,  the  poor,  the  sad, 
The  sinful,  unto  thee  we  call ; 

Oh,  let  thy  mercy  make  us  glad  : 
Thou  art  our  Jesus,  and  our  All. 

Thro'  life's  long  day  and  death's  dark 

O  gentle  Jesus,  be  our  Light,     [night, 

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1  Thus  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on  ; 

Thus  far  his  power  prolongs  my  days ; 
And  every  evening  shall  make  known 
Some  fresh  memorial  of  his  grace. 

2  Much  of  my  time  has  run  to  waste, 

And  I,  perhaps,  am  near  my  home; 
But  he  forgives  my  follies  past, 
He  gives  me  strength  for  days  to  come. 

3  I  lay  my  body  down  to  sleep ; 

Peace  is  the  pillow  for  ray  head, 
While  well-appointed  angels  keep 
Their  watchful  stations  round  my  bed. 

4  Thus,   when  the  night   of  death   shall 

come, 
My  flesh  shall  rest  beneath  the  ground, 
And  wait  thy  voice  to  rouse  my  tomb, 
With  sweet  salvation  in  the  sound. 

Watts. 

•  0.  Close  of  Worship. 

1  Ere  to  the  world  again  we  go, 
Its  pleasures,  cares,  and  idle  show, 
Thy  grace,  once  more,  O  God,  we  crave, 
From  folly  and  from  sin  to  save. 

2  May  the  great  truths  we  here  have  heard, 
The  lessons  of  thy  holy  word, 

Dwell  in  our  inmost  bosoms  deep, 
And  all  our  souls  from  error  keep. 

3  Oh,  may  the  influence  of  this  day 
Long  as  our  memory  with  us  stay, 
And  as  an  angel  guardian  prove, 
To  guide  us  to  our  home  above. 


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»  1«  Psalm  17:  8. 

1  Glory  to  thee,  my  God !  this  night, 
For  all  the  blessings  of  the  light; 
Keep  me,  oh,  keep  me,  King  of  kings ! 
Beneath  thine  own  almighty  wings. 

2  Forgive  me,  Lord,  for  thy  dear  Son, 
The  ill  that  I  this  day  have  done ; 
That  with  the  world,  myself,  and  thee, 
I,  ere  I  sleep,  at  peace  may  be. 

3  Teach  me  to  live,  that  I  may  dread 
The  grave  as  little  as  my  bed  ; 
Teach  me  to  die,  that  so  I  may 
Rise  glorious  at  the  awful  day. 

4  Oh,  let  my  soul  on  thee  repose ; 

And  may  sweet  sleep  my  eyelids  close, — 
Sleep  that  shall  me  more  vigorous  make 
To  serve  my  God,  when  I  awake. 

5  Praise   God,   from  whom    all    blessings 

flow; 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below ; 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host ! 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

Kenx. 

72.  Close  of  Worship. 

1  Dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing,  Lord! 
Help  us  to  feed  upon  thy  word; 
All  that  hcts  been  amiss,  forgive, 
And  let  thy  truth  within  us  live. 

2  Though  we  are  guilty,  thou  art  good; 

Wash  all  our  works  in  Jesus'  blood; 

Give  every  burdened  soul  release, 

And  bid  us  all  depart  in  peace. 

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To.    "  Jltfe  vstt  im  ;  /or  if  m  toward  evening." 

1  Tarry  with  me,  0  my  Saviour ! 

For  the  day  is  passing  by ; 
See  !  the  shades  of  evening  gather, 
And  the  night  is  drawing  nigh. 

2  Deeper,  deeper  grow  the  shadows, 

Paler  now  the  glowing  west, 
Swift  the  night  of  death  advances; 
Shall  it  be  the  night  of  rest  f 

3  Feeble,  trembling,  fainting,  dying, 

Lord.  I  cast  myself  on  thee ; 
Tarry  with  me  through  the  darkness ; 
While  I  sleep,  still  watch  by  me. 

4  Tarry  with  me,  O  my  Saviour ! 

Lay  my  head  upon  thy  breast 
Till  the  morning  ;  then  awake  me,  — 
Morning  of  eternal  rest ! 

'  ^*  •  The  Evening  Blessing. 

1  Saviour,  breathe  an  evening  blessing, 

Ere  repose  our  spirits  seal : 
Sin  and  want  we  come  confessing; 
Thou  canst  save  and  thou  canst  heal. 

2  Though  destruction  walk  around  us, 

Though  the  arrow  near  us  fly, 
Angel  guard-  from  thee  surround  us; 
We  are  safe,  if  thou  art  nigh. 

3  Though  the  night  be  dark  and  dreary, 

Darkness  cannot  hide  from  thee: 
Thou  art  he,  who,  never  weary, 
Watcheth  where  thy  people  be. 


4  Should  swift  death  this  night  o'ertake  us, 
And  our  couch  become  our  tomb, 
May  the  morn  in  heaven  awake  us, 
Clad  in  light  and  deathless  bloom  ! 

Edmeston. 

(O.  Holy  Memories. 

1  Silently  the  shades  of  evening 

Gather  round  my  lowly  door ; 
Silently  they  bring  before  me 
Faces  I  shall  see  no  more. 

2  Oh  !  the  lost,  the  unforgotten, 

Though  the  world  be  oft  forgot ; 
Oh !  the  shrouded  and  the  lonely, 
In  our  hearts  tliey  perish  not. 

3  Living  in  the  silent  hours, 

Where  our  spirits  only  blend, 
They,  unlinked  with  earthly  trouble, 
We,  still  hoping  for  its  end. 

4  How  such  holy  memories  cluster, 

Like  the  stars  when  storms  are  past ; 
Pointing  up  to  that  far  heaven 
We  may  hope  to  gain  at  last. 

ID.  Parting  Hymn. 

1  Lo,  the  day  of  rest  declineth, 

Gather  fast  the  shades  of  night; 
May  the  Sun  which  ever  shine th 
Fill  our  souls  with  heavenly  light ! 

2  While,  thine  ear  of  love  addressing, 

Thus  our  parting  hymn  we  sing, 

Father,  grant  thine  evening  blessing, 

Fold  us  safe  beneath  thy  wing  ! 

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1  Abide  with  me !     Fast  falls  the  eventide, 
The  darkness  deepens ;  Lord,  with  me  abide ! 
When  other  helpers  fail,  and  comforts  flee, 
Help  of  the  helpless,  oh,  abide  with  me ! 

2  Swift  to  its  close  ebbs  out  life's  little  day ; 
Earth's  joys  grow  dim,  its  glories  pass  away ; 
Change  and  decay  in  all  around  I  see ; 

0  Thou,  who  changest  not,  abide  with  me ! 

3  I  need  thy  presence  every  passing  hour : 

What  but  thy  grace  can  foil  the  tempter's  power  ? 
Who,  like  thyself,  my  guide  and  stay  can  be  ? 
Through  cloud  and  sunshine,  Lord,  abide  with  me ! 

4  I  fear  no  foe  with  thee  at  hand  to  bless  : 
Ills  have  no  weight,  and  tears  no  bitterness  : 
Where  is  death's  sting  ;  where,  grave,  thy  victory  ? 

1  triumph  still,  if  thou  abide  with  me ! 

5  Hold  thou  thy  cross  before  my  closing  eyes ; 
Shine  through  the  gloom  and  point  me  to  the  skies; 
Heaven's  morning  breaks,  and  earth's  vain  shadows  flee! 
in  life,  in  death,  0  Lord,  abide  with  me ! 


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1  Lokd,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing, 

Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace ; 
Let  us  each,  thy  love  possessing, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  grace  : 

Oil,  refresh  us, 
Travelling  through  this  wilderness. 

2  Thanks  we  give,  and  adoration, 

For  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound; 
M.iy  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound; 

May  thy  presence 
With  us  evermore  be  found. 

3  Then,  whene'er  the  signal's  given, 

Us  from  earth  to  call  awa}-, 
Borne  on  angel's  wings  to  heaven, 
Glad  the  summons  to  obey, 

May  we  ever 
Reign  with  Christ  in  endless  day. 

BURDER. 

Tc7.  Opening  Hymn. 

1  Is  thy  name,  0  Lord!  assembling, 
We  thy  people  now  draw  near  : 
Teach  us  to  rejoice  with  trembling ; 
Speak,  and  lot  thy  servants  hear; 

Hear  with  meekness,  — 
Hear  thy  word  with  godly  fear. 

1!  While  our  days  on  earth  are  lengthened, 
May  we  give  them.  Lord,  to  thee ;  * 
Cheered  by  hope,  and  daily  strengthened, 
May  we  run.  nor  weary  be  ; 

Till  thy  glory 
Without  cloud  in  heaven  we  see. 

3  There,  in  worship  purer,  sweeter, 
All  thy  people  shall  adore ; 


Tasting  of  enjoyment  greater 
Than  they  could  conceive  before ; 

Full  enjoyment,  — 
Full,  and  pure,  for  evermore. 

Kelly. 

OU.  Parting  ITymn. 

1  God  of  our  salvation,  hear  us  ; 

Bless,  oh,  bless  us,  ere  we  go  ; 
When  we  join  the  world,  be  near  us, 
Lest  we  cold  and  careless  grow. 

Saviour,  keep  us  ; 
Keep  us  safe  from  every  foe. 

2  May  we  live  in  view  of  heaven, 

Where  we  hope  to  see  thy  face ; 
Save  us  from  unhallowed  leaven, 
All  that  might  obscure  thy  grace  ; 

Keep  us  walking 
Each  in  his  appointed  place. 

3  As  our  steps  are  drawing  nearer 

To  the  place  we  call  our  home, 
May  our  view  of  heaven  grow  clearer, 
Hope  more  bright  of  joys  to  come  ; 

And,  when  dying, 
May  thy  presence  cheer  the  gloom. 


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Benediction. 


May  the  grace  of  Christ  our  Saviour, 

And  the  Father's  boundless  love, 
With  the  Holy  Spirit's  favor, 

Rest  upon  us  from  above  ! 
Thus  may  we  abide  in  union 

With  each  other  and  the  Lord, 
And  possess,  in  sweet  communion, 

Joys  which  earth  cannot  afford. 

Newtoh. 


Section  III. 


THE  HOLY  SCRIPTURES. 

(a.)  Delight  in  the  Word  of  God. 

(3.)    The  Word  a  L\a?np  a?id  Guide. 

(e.)    The   Gospel  Glorious  and  Everlasting. 


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L  The  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord ; 
In  every  star  thy  wisdom  shines ; 
But  when  our  eyes  behold  thy  word, 
We  read  thy  name  in  fairer  lines. 

2  The  lolling  sun,  the  changing  light, 

And  night  and  day  thy  power  confess  ; 
But  the  blest  volume  thou  hast  writ, 
Reveals  thy  justice  and  thy  grace. 

3  Sun,  moon,  and  stars  convey  thy  praise 

Round    the  whole    earth,  and   never 
stand  ; 
So  when  thy  truth  began  its  race, 
It  touched  and  glanced  on  every  land. 

4  Nor  shall  thy  spreading  gospel  rest, 

Till  through  the  world  thy  truth  hath 
run  ; 
Till  Christ  hath  all  the  nations  blest 
That  see  the  light,  or  feel  the  sun. 

Watts. 

B3. 

1  Great  Sun  of  Righteousness,  arise ! 
Bless  the  dark  world  with  heavenly 
Thy  gospel  makes  the  simple  wise,  [light: 

Thy  laws  are  pure,  thy  judgments  right. 

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2  Thy  noblest  wonders  here  we  view 

In  souls  renewed,  and  sins  forgiven  ; 
Lord,  cleanse  my  sins,  my  soul  renew, 
And   make    thy  word   my   guide    to 
heaven. 

Watts. 

84.  The  Gospel. 

1  God,  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son, 
Makes  his  eternal  counsels  known  : 
Here  love  in  all  its  glory  shines, 
And  truth  is  drawn  in  fairest  lines. 

2  Here  sinners,  of  an  humble  frame, 
May  taste  his  grace  and  learn  his  name-, 
May  read,  in  characters  of  blood, 

The  wisdom,  power,  and  grace  of  God. 

3  Here  faith  reveals  to  mortal  eyes 
A  brighter  world  beyond  the  skies  ; 
Here  shines  the  light  which  guides  out 

way 
From  earth  to  realms  of  endless  day. 

4  Oh,  grant  us  grace,  almighty  Lord! 
To  read,  and  mark  thy  holy  WOld  : 
Its  truths  with  meekness  to  receive, 
And  by  its  holy  precepts  live. 

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3  More  glorious  still,  as  centuries  roll, 

New  regions  blest,  new  powers  un- 
furled, 
Expanding  with  the  expanding  soul, 
Its  radiance  shall  o'ernow  the  world,  — 

4  Flow  to  restore,  but  not  destroy ; 

As  when  the  cloudless  lamp  of  day 
Pours  out  its  floods  of  light  and  joy, 
And  sweeps  the  lingering  mist  away. 

BOWRING. 

o7.  Praise  for  the  Gospel. 

1  Let  everlasting  glories  crown 

Thy  head,  ray  Saviour  and  my  Lord ! 
Thy  hands  have  brought  salvation  down, 
And  writ  the  blessings  in  thy  Word. 

2  In  vain  the  trembling  conscience  seeks 

Some  solid  ground  to  rest  upon ; 
With  long  despair  the  spirit  breaks, 
Till  we  appljr  to  Christ  alone. 

3  How  well  thy  blessed  truths  agree ! 

How  wise  and  holy  thy  commands  ! 
Thy  promises,  how  firm  they  be  ! 

How  firm  our  hope  and  comfort  stands  ! 

4  Should  all  the  forms  that  men  devise 

Assault  my  faith  with  treacherous  art, 
I'd  call  them  vanity  and  lies, 

And  bind  the  gospel  to  my  heart. 

WATT8. 
Doxology. 

Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow, 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below; 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host, 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 


OO.  Hie  Bible  Precious. 

1  I  love  the  sacred  book  of  God ! 

No  other  can  its  place  supply ; 
It  points  me  to  his  own  abode, 

It  gives  me  wings,  and  bids  me  fly. 

2  Sweet  book  !  in  thee  my  eyes  discern 

The  very  image  of  ray  Lord ; 
From  thine  instructive  page  I  learn 
The  joys  his  presence  will  afford. 

3  In  thee  I  read  my  title  clear 

To  mansions  that  will  ne'er  decay;  — 
Dear  Lord,  oh,  when  wilt  thou  appear, 
And  bear  thy  prisoner  away ! 

4  While  I  am  here,  these  leaves  supply 

His  place,  and  tell  me  of  his  love  ; 
I  read  with  faith's  discerning  eye, 
And  gain  a  glimpse  of  joys  above. 

5  I  know  in  them  the  Spirit  breathes 

To  animate  his  people  here ; 
Oh,  may  these  truths  prove  life  to  all, 
Till  in  his  presence  we  appear ! 


Kelly. 


86. 


The  Gospel  Gloriotis. 


1  Upon  the  gospel's  sacred  page 

The  gathered  beams  of  ages  shine; 
And,  as  it  hastens,  every  age 

But  makes  its  brightness  more  divine. 

2  On  mightier  wing,  in  loftier  flight, 

From    year  to    year  does  knowledge 
And,  as  it  soars,  the  gospel  light    [soar; 
Becomes  effulgent  more  and  more. 


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1  I  love  the  volume  of  thy  word. 
What  light  and  joy  those  leaves  afford 

To  souls  benighted  and  distressed  ! 
Thy  precepts  guide  my  doubtful  way, 
Thy  fear  forbids  my  feet  to  stra}r, 

Thy  promise  leads  ray  heart  to  rest. 

2  Thy  threatening^  wake  my  slumbering 

eyes, 
And  warn  me  where  my  danger  lies; 

But  'tis  thy  blessed  gospel,  Lord, 
That  makes  my  guilty  conscience  clean, 
Converts  my  soul,  subdues  my  sin, 

And  gives  a  free,  but  large  reward. 

3  Who  knows  the  errors  of  his  thoughts  ? 
My  God!  forgive  my  secret  faults, 

And  from  presumptuous  sins  restrain  : 
Accept  my  poor  attempts  of  praise, 
That  I  have  read  thy  book  of  grace, 

And  book  of  nature  not  in  vain. 

Watts. 

89.  Psalm  146. 

1  I'll  praise  my  Maker  with  my  breath  ; 
And  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 

Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  powers  : 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life  and  thought  and  being  last, 

Or  immortality  endures. 


2  ITappy  the  man  whose  hopes  rely 
On  Israel's  God ;  he  made  the  sky 

And  earth    and  seas,  with  all  their 
train : 
His  truth  forever  stands  secure;    - 
He  saves  th'  oppressed,  he  feeds  the  poor, 

And  none  shall  find  his  promise  vain. 

3  The  Lord  hath  eyes  to  give  the  blind ; 
The  Lord  supports  the  sinking  mind; 

He    sends     the    lab'ring    conscience 
peace  ; 
He  helps  the  stranger  in  distress, 
The  widow  and  the  fatherless. 

And  grants  the  pris'ner  sweet  release. 

4  He  loves  his  saints,  he  knows  them  well, 
But  turns  the  wicked  down  to  hell : 

Thy  God,  0  Zion,  ever  reigns ! 
Let  every  tongue,  let  every  age, 
In  this  exalted  work  engage  : 

Praise  him  in  everlasting  strains. 

5  I'll  praise  him  while  he  lends  mo  breath  ; 
And  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 

Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  powers  : 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life  and  thought  and  being-  last, 

Or  immortality  endures. 

Watts. 


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I  hate  the  sinner's  road  : 
I  hate  my  own  vain  thoughts  that  rise, 
But  love  thy  law,  my  God. 

4  Thy  word  is  everlasting  truth, 

How  pure  is  every  page  ! 
That  holy  book  shall  guide  our  youth, 
And  well  support  our  age. 

Watts. 

92.  Psalm  119. 

1  On,  how  I  love  thy  holy  law  ! 

'Tis  daily  my  delight ; 
And  thence  my  meditations  draw 
Divine  advice  by  night. 

2  My  waking  eyes  prevent  the  day, 

To  meditate  thy  word  ; 
IVfy  soul  with  longing  melts  away 
To  hear  thy  gospel,  Lord. 

3  How  doth  thy  word  my  heart  engage  ! 

How  well  employ  my  tongue  ! 
And,  in  my  tiresome  pilgrimage, 
Yields  me  a  heavenly  song. 

4  When  nature  sinks,  and  spirits  droop, 

Thy  promises  of  grace 
Are  pillars  to  support  my  hope  ; 
And  there  I  write  thy  praise. 

"Watts. 

Doxology. 
Let  God  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 

Ami  Spirit,  be  adored, 
Where    there    arc   works    to   make   him 

Or  saints  to  love  the  Lord.  [known, 


90.  The  Bible. 

1  Lamp  of  our  feet !  whereby  we  trace 

Our  path  when  wont  to  stray  ; 
Stream  from  the  fount  of  heavenly  grace  ! 
Brook  by  the  traveller's  way  ! 

2  Bread  of  our  souls  !  whereon  we  feed ; 

True  manna  from  on  high  ! 
Our  guide  and  chart !  wherein  we  read 
Of  realms  beyond  the  sky. 

3  Pillar  of  fire  through  watches  dark, 

And  radiant  cloud  by  day  !         [bark, 
When  waves  would  whelm  our  tossing 
Our  anchor  and  our  stay  ! 

4  Word  of  the  everlasting  God  ! 

Will  of  his  glorious  Son  ! 
Without  thee  how  could  earth  be  trod, 
Or  heaven  itself  be  won  ? 

5  Lord  !  grant  us  all  aright  to  learn 

The  wisdom  it  imparts, 
And  to  its  heavenly  teaching  turn 
With  simple,  childlike  hearts. 

91.  Psalm  119. 

1  How  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts, 

And  guard  their  lives  from  sin? 
Thy  word  the  choicest  rules  imparts, 
To  keep  the  conscience  clean. 

2  'Tis  like  the  sun,  a  heavenly  light, 

That  guides  us  all  the  day  ; 
And,  through  the  dangers  of  the  night, 
A  lamp  to  lead  our  way. 


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1  A  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page, 

Majestic,  like  the  sun; 
It  gives  a  light  to  every  age ; 
It  gives,  but  borrows  none. 

2  The  hand  that  gave  it  still  supplies 

The  gracious  light  and  heat; 
Its  truths  upon  the  nations  rise, — 
They  rise,  but  never  set. 

5  Let  everlasting  thanks  be  thine, 
For  such  a  bright  display 
Aa  makes  a  world  of  darkness  shine 
With  beams  of  heavenly  day. 

4  My  soul  rejoices  to  pursue 
The  steps  of  Him  I  love, 
Till  glory  breaks  upon  my  viewr, 
In  brighter  worlds  above. 

COWPER. 

94.  Psalm  89. 

J   I  .lest  are  the  souls  that  hear  and  know 
The  gospel's  joyful  sound; 
Peace  shall  attend  the  path  they  go, 
And  light  their  stops  surround. 

2  Their  joy  shall  boar  their  spirits  up 
Through  their  Redeemers  name; 
His  righteousness  exalts  their  hope, 
Nor  Satan  dares  condemn. 

.'!  The  Lord,  our  glory  and  defence, 
Strength  and  salvation  gi\ 
Lsrael,  thy  King  forerer  reigns, 
Thy  God  forever  lives. 

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95.  Psalm  119. 

1  Lord,  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice, 

My  lasting  heritage ; 
There  shall  my  noblest  powers  rejoice, 
My  warmest  thoughts  engage. 

2  I'll  read  the  hist'ries  of  thy  love, 

And  keep  thy  laws  in  sight ; 
While  through  the  promises  I  rove, 
With  ever  fresh  delight. 

3  'Tis  a  broad  land  of  wealth  unknown, 

Where  springs  of  life  arise, 
Seeds  of  immortal  bliss  are  sown, 
And  hidden  glory  lies. 

4  The  best  relief  that  mourners  have ; 

It  makes  our  sorrows  blest ; 
Our  fairest  hope  beyond  the  grave, 
And  our  eternal  rest. 

Watts. 

96.  Psalm  119:  105. 

1  How  precious  is  the  book  divine, 

By  inspiration  given  ! 
Bright  as  a  lamp  its  doctrines  shine 
To  guide  our  souls  to  heaven. 

2  It  sweetly  cheers  our  drooping  hearts, 

In  this  dark  vale  of  tears  ; 
Life,  light,  and  joy  it  still  imparts, 
And  quells  our  rising  fears. 

3  This  lamp,  through  all  the  tedious  night 

Of  life,  shall  guide  our  way  ; 
Till  we  behold  the  clearer  light 
Of  an  eternal  day. 

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1  Almighty  God  !  thy  word  is  cast 

Like  seed  into  the  ground  ; 
Let  now  the  dew  of  heaven  descend, 
And  righteous  fruits  ahound. 

2  Let  not  the  foe  of  Christ  and  man 

This  holy  seed  remove  ; 
But  give  it  root  in  every  heart, 
To  bring  forth  fruits  of  love. 

3  Let  not  the  world's  deceitful  cares 

The  rising  plant  destroy ; 
But  let  it  yield,  a  hundred-fold, 
The  fruits  of  peace  and  joy. 

4  Oft  as  the  precious  seed  is  sown, 

Thy  quickening  grace  bestow, 
That  all,  whose  souls  the  truth  receive, 
Its  saving  power  may  know. 

9o.  Praise  for  the  Gospel. 

1  Father  of  mercies,  in  thy  word 

What  endless  glory  shines  ! 
Forever  be  thy  name  adored 
For  these  celestial  lines. 

2  Here  my  Redeemer's  welcome  voice 

Spreads  heavenly  peace  around ; 
And  life  and  everlasting  joys 
Attend  the  blissful  sound. 

3  Oh,  may  those  heavenly  pages  be 

My  ever  dear  delight ; 


And  still  new  beauties  may  I  see, 
And  still  increasing  light ! 

4  Divine  Instructor,  gracious  Lord, 
Be  thou  forever  near  ; 
Teach  me  to  love  thy  sacred  word, 
And  view  my  Saviour  there. 

Steele. 

99.  Psalm  119. 

1  Oh  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways 

To  keep  his  statutes  still ! 
Oh  that  my  God  would  grant  me  grace 
To  know  and  do  his  will ! 

2  Oh,  send  thy  Spirit  down,  to  write 

Thy  law  upon  my  heart; 
Nor  let  my  tongue  indulge  deceit, 
Nor  act  the  liar's  part. 

3  Order  my  footsteps  by  thy  word, 

And  make  my  heart  sincere  ; 
Let  sin  have  no  dominion,  Lord, 
But  keep  my  conscience  clear. 

4  Make  me  to  walk  in  thy  commands, 

'Tis  a  delightful  road; 
Nor  let  my  head  nor  heart  nor  hands 

Offend  against  my  God. 

Watts. 

Doxology. 

Let  God  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 

And  Spirit,  be  adored, 
Where  there  are  works  to  make  him  known, 

Or  saints  to  love  the  Lord. 


Section  IV. 


GOD: 

THE  FATHER,  THE  SON,  AND  THE  HOLY  GHOST. 


(a.)    The    Being,    Attributes,     Works,    Providence,    Government,    and 
Glory  of  God.     Adoration. 

(p.)    The  Incarnation:    The  Birth,  Life,  Works,  Passion,  Resurrection, 
Ascension,  and  Exaltation  of  yesus  Christ. 

(r.)    The  Holy   Ghost  and  the  Ever-Blessed  Trinity. 


SERVE  THE  LORD   WITH  GLADNESS;    COME  BEFORE  HIS 
PRESENCE    WITH  SINGING."  —  Psalm  100. 


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THE  FATHER,  THE  SON,  AND  THE  HOLY  GHOST. 


OLD  HUNDREDTH.     L.  M. 


100.  Psalm  57. 

1  Be  thou  exalted,  0  my  God ! 

Above  the  heavens  where  angels  dwell ; 
Thy  power  on  earth  be  known  abroad, 
And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell. 

2  My  heart  is  fixed  :  my  song  shall  raise 

Immortal  honors  to  thy  name; 
Awake   my  tongue  to  sound  his  praise, 
Iffy  tongue,  the  glory  of  my  frame. 

3  High  o'er  the  earth  his  mercy  reigns, 

And  reaches  to  the  utmost  sky  ; 
His  truth  to  endless  years  remains, 
When  lower  worlds  dissolve  and  die. 

4  Be  thou  exalted,  0  my  God ! 

Above  the  heavens  where  angels  dwell ; 
Thy  power  on  earth  be  known  abroad, 
And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell. 

Watts. 

101.  Psalm  08. 

1  KINGDOMS  and  thrones  to  God  belong; 

»wn  him,  ye  nations,  in  your  song; 
His    wondrous    names   and    powers    re- 

beai 
Hia  honors  shall  enrich  your  verse. 

2  Proclaim  him  King,  pronounce  him  blest; 
He's  your  defence,  yeui  joy,  your  rest; 
When  terrors  rise,  and  nations  faint, 
God  is  the  strength  of  every  saint. 


Wattb. 


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102.  Te  Deum. 

1  To  Thee  all  angels  cry  aloud, 

And  ceaseless  raise  their  songs  on  high  : 

Both  cherubim  and  seraphim, 

The  heavens  and  all  the  powers  therein. 

2  The  apostles  join  the  glorious  throng; 
The  prophets  swell  the  immortal  song; 
The  martyrs'  noble  army  raise 
Eternal  anthems  to  thy  praise. 

3  Thee,  holy,  holy,  holy  King, 

Thee,  O  Lord  God  of  Hosts  !  they  sing ; 
Thus  earth  below,  and  heaven  above, 
Resound  thy  glory  and  thy  love. 

4  Thee  we  adore,  Eternal  Lord  ; 

We  praise  thy  name  with  one  accord  ; 
Thy  saints  who  here  thy  goodness  B< 
Through  all  the  world  do  worship  thee. 

103.  Psalm  117. 

1  From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies, 
Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise; 

Let  the  Redeemer  J  name  be  sung, 
Through  ever?  land,  by  every  tongue. 

2  Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord  : 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word  :  [shore, 

Thy  praise    shall  sound  from  shore  to 
Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more  ! 

TT8. 


88  Perfections  of  God:  Praise, 

LUTON.     L.  M. 


G.  BURDER. 


104 .  The  Glory  of  God. 

1  Come,  0  my  soul !  in  sacred  lays, 
Attempt  thy  great  Creator's  praise  : 
But,  oh,  what  tongue  can  speak  his  fame ! 
What  mortal  verse  can  reach  the  theme  ! 

2  Enthroned  amid  the  radiant  spheres, 
He,  glory,  like  a  garment,  wears ; 
To  form  a  robe  of  light  divine, 

Ten  thousand  suns  around  him  shine. 

3  In  all  our  Maker's  grand  designs, 
Almighty  power,  with  wisdom,  shines  ; 
His  works   through   all  this   wondrous 
Declare  the  glory  of  his  name,     [frame 

4  Raised  on  devotion's  lofty  wing, 
Do  thou,  my  soul,  his  glories  sing ; 
And  let  his  praise  employ  thy  tongue, 
Till  listening  worlds  shall  join  the  song  ! 

Blacklock. 

105.  Psalm  46:  10. 

1  Wait,  0  my  soul,  thy  Maker's  will! 
Tumultuous  passions,  all  be  still ! 
Nor  let  a  murmuring  thought  arise  ; 
His  ways  are  just,  his  counsels  wise. 

2  He  in  the  thickest  darkness  dwells, 
Performs  his  work,  the  cause  conceals ; 
But,  though  his  methods  are  unknown, 
Judgment  and  truth  support  his  throne. 

3  In  heaven  and  earth  and  air  and  seas, 
He  executes  his  firm  decrees ; 


And  by  his  saints  it  stands  confessed, 
That  what  he  does  is  ever  best. 

4  Wait,  then,  my  soul,  submissive  wait, 
Prostrate  before  his  awful  seat ; 
And,  'mid  the  terrors  of  his  rod, 
Trust  in  a  wise  and  gracious  God. 

Beddome. 

106.  Job  11:  7. 

1  Great  God !  in  vain  man's  narrow  view- 
Attempts  to  look  thy  nature  through ; 
Our  laboring  powers  with  reverence  own 
Thy  glories  never  can  be  known. 

2  Not  the  high  seraph's  mighty  thought, 
Who  countless  years  his  God  has  sought, 
Such  wondrous  height  or  depth  can  find, 
Or  fully  trace  thy  boundless  mind. 

3  Yet,  Lord,  thy  kindness  deigns  to  show 
Enough  for  mortal  minds  to  know ; 
While  wisdom,  goodness,  power  divine, 
Through    all   thy    works    and   conduct 

shine. 

4  Oh,  may  our  souls  with  rapture  trace 
Thy  works  of  nature  and  of  grace  ; 
Explore  thy  sacred  name,  and  still 
Press  on  to  know  and  do  thy  will ! 

Kippis. 

Doxology. 

Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow, 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below  ; 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host, 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost 


Perfections  of  God:  Praise. 


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107.  Psalm  100. 

1  Ye  nations  round  the  earth,  rejoice 

Before  the  Lord,  your  sovereign  King ; 
Serve  him  with  cheerful  heart  and  voice, 

With  all  your  tongues  his  glory  sing. 

2  The  Lord  is  God  ;  'tis  he  alone 

Doth  life  and  breath  and  being  give  : 
We  are  his  work,  and  not  our  own, 
The  sheep  that  on  his  pastures  live. 

3  Enter  his  gates  with  songs  of  joy, 

With  praises  to  his  courts  repair; 
And  make  it  your  divine  employ, 

To  pay  your  thanks  and  honors  there. 

4  The  Lord  is  good  ;  the  Lord  is  kind ; 

Great  is  his  grace,  his  mercy  sure; 
And  all  the  race  of  man  shall  find 
His  truth  from  age  to  age  endure. 

Watts. 

108.  Tsalm  146. 

1  Praise  ye  the  Lord !  my  heart  shall  join 
In  work  so  pleasant,  so  divine  : 

My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  passed, 
While  life  and  thought  and  being  last. 

2  Happy  the  man  whose  hopes  rely 
On  Israel's  God :  he  made  the  sky 
And  earth  and  seas,  with  all  their  train  ; 
And  none  shall  find  his  promise  vain. 

3  His  truth  forever  stands  secure;  [poor, 
He  saves  th'  oppressed,  he  feeds  the 
He  helps  the  stranger  in  distress, 

The  widow  and  the  fatherless. 

4  He  loves  his  saints,  he  knows  them  well, 
But  turns  the  wicked  down  to  hell : 
Thy  God,  0  Zion,  ever  reigns  ; 
Praise  him  in  everlasting  strains  ! 

Watts. 

109.  Tsalm  113:  5,6. 

1  Up  to  the  Lord,  who  reigns  on  high, 

And  views  the  nations  from  afar, 
Let  everlasting  praises  fly, 

And  tell  how  large  his  bounties  are. 

2  God,  who  must  stoop  to  view  the  skies, 

And  bow  to  see  what  angels  do,  — 
Down  to  our  earth  he  casta  hit  eves. 
And  bends  hi>  fo  »tsteps  downward  too. 


3  He  overrules  all  mortal  things, 

And  manages  our  mean  affairs; 
On  humble  souls,  the  King  of  kings 
Bestows  his  counsels  and  his  cares, 

4  Our  sorrows  and  our  tears  we  pour 

Into  the  bosom  of  our  God ; 
He  hears  us  in  the  mournful  hour, 
And  helps  to  bear  the  heavy  load. 

5  Oh !  could  our  thankful  hearts  devise 

A  tribute  equal  to  thy  grace, 
To  the  third  heaven  our  song  should  rise, 
And  teach  the  golden  harps  thy  praise. 

WATT8. 

110.  Psalm  07. 

1  Th'  Almighty  reigns,  exalted  high 
O'er  all  the  earth,  o'er  all  the  sky ; 
Though  clouds  and  darkness  veil  his  feet, 
His  dwelling  is  the  mercy-seat. 

2  0  ye  that  love  his  holy  name, 
Hate  every  work  of  sin  and  shame  ; 
He  guards  the  souls  of  all  his  friends, 
And  from  the  snares  of  hell  defends. 

3  Immortal  light  and  joys  unknown, 
Are  for  the  saints  in  darkness  sown  ; 
Those  glorious  seeds  shall  springand  rise, 
And  the  bright  harvest  bless  our  eyes. 

4  Rejoice,  ye  righteous,  and  record 
The  sacred  honors  of  the  Lord  ; 
None  but  the  soul  that  feels  his  grace 
Can  triumph  in  his  holiness. 

Watts. 

111.  Psalm  97. 

1  Jehovah  reigns  ;  his  throne  is  high, 
His  robes  are  light  and  majesty  : 

His  glory  shines  with  beams  so  bright, 
No  mortal  can  sustain  the  sight. 

2  His  terrors  keep  the  world  in  awe  ; 
His  justice  guards  his  holy  law; 
His  love  reveals  a  smiling  face; 

His  truth  and  promise  seal  the  grace. 

3  Through  all  his  works  what  wisdom 
He  bafHes  Satan's  deep  designs;  [shines! 
His  power  is  sovereign  to  fulfil 

The  noblest  counsels  of  his  will. 

1  And  will  this  glorious  Lord  descend 
To  he  my  Father  and  my  Friend  ? 
Then  let  my  songs  with  angels  join; 
Heaven  is  secure,  if  God  is  mine. 

Watts, 


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1  There's  nothing  bright,  above,  below, 
From  flowers  that  bloom   to  stars  that 
But  in  its  light  my  soul  can  see    [glow, 
Some  features  of  the  Deity. 

2  There's  nothing  dark,  below,  above, 
But  in  its  gloom  I  trace  thy  love, 
And  meekly  wait  the  moment  when 
Thy  touch  shall  make  all  bright  again. 

3  The  light,  the  dark,  where'er  I  look, 
Shall  be  one  pure  and  shining  book, 
Where  I  may  read,  in  words  of  flame, 
The  glories  of  thy  wondrous  name. 

Moore. 

Ho.  Cod  our  Source,  and  End. 

1  Thou,  Lord,  of  all  the  parent  art, 

Of  all  things  thou  alone  the  end: 
On  thee  still  fix  our  wavering  heart; 
To  thee  let  all  our  actions  tend. 

2  Thou,  Lord,  art  light;  thy  native  ray 

No  change  nor  shadow  ever  knows; 
To  our  dark  souls  thy  light  display, 
The  glory  of  thy  face  disclose. 

3  Thou,  Lord,  art  love  ;  the  fountain  thou 

Whence  mercy  unexhausted  flows; 
On  barren  hearts,  oh,  shed  it  now, 
And  make  the  desert  bear  the  rose! 

4  So  shall  our,  every  power  to  thee 

In  love  and  holy  service  rise; 
And  body,  soul,  and  spirit  be 
Thy  ever-living  sacrifice. 

Mautineau's  Coll. 


114.  Rom.  11:  33. 

1  Lord,  my  weak  thought  in  vain  would 

climb 
To  search  the  starry  vault  profound  : 
In  vain  would  wing  her  flight  sublime, 
To  find  creation's  outmost  bound. 

2  But  weaker  yet  that  thought  must  prove 

To  search  thy  great  eternal  plan,  — 
Thy  sovereign  counsels,  born  of  love 
Long  ages  ere  the  world  began. 

3  When  my  dim  reason  would  demand 

Why  that  or  this  thou  dost  ordain, 
By  some  vast  deep  I  seem  to  stand, 
Whose  secrets  I  must  ask  in  vain. 

4  When  doubts  disturb  my  troubled  breast, 

And  all  is  dark  as  night  to  me, 
Here,  as  on  solid  rock,  I  rest ; 
That  so  it  seemeth  good  to  thee. 

Ray  Palmeb. 

115.  Psalm  93. 

1  The  floods,  O  Lord,  lift  up  their  voice, 

The  mighty  floods  lift  up  their  roar; 
The  floods  in  tumult  loud  rejoice, 

And  climb  in  foam  the  sounding  shore, 

2  But  mightier  than  the  mighty  sea, 

The  Lord  of  glory  reigns  on  high  : 
Far  o'er  its  waves  we  look  to  thee, 
And  see  their  fur}'  break  and  die. 

3  Thy  word  is  true,  thy  promise  sure, 

That  ancient  promise, sealed  in  love; 
Here  be  thy  temple  ever  pure 

As  thy  pure  mansions  shine  above. 

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1  Keep  silence,  all  created  things, 

And  wait  your  Maker's  nod  ! 
My  soul  stands  trembling  while  she  sings 
The  honors  of  her  God. 

2  Life,   death,  and    hell,   and   worlds    un- 

Hang  on  his  firm  decree;        [known, 
He  sits  on  no  precarious  throne, 
Nor  borrows  leave  to  be. 

3  Before  his  throne  a  volume  lies, 

With  all  the  fates  of  men, 
With  every  angel's  form  and  size, 
Drawn  by  th"  eternal  pen. 

4  His  providence  unfolds  the  book, 

And  makes  his  counsels  shine; 
Each  opening  leaf,  and  every  stroke, 
FuliiU  Borne  deep  design. 

5  My  God,  I  would  not  long  to  see 

My  fate  with  curious  eyes,  — 
What  gloomy  lines  are  writ  for  me, 
Or  what  bright  scenes  may  rise. 

6  In  thy  fair  book  of  life  and  grace, 

May  I  but  find  my  name 
Record"-!  in  Borne  humble  place, 
neath  my  Lord,  the  Lamb! 

Watts. 
117.  John  4:  L>4. 

1  God  is  a  Spirit,  just  and  wise; 
He  sees  our  inmost  mind  : 
In  vain  to  Heaven  we  raise  our  cries, 
And  leave  our  hearts  behind. 


2  Nothing  but  truth  before  his  throne 

With  honor  can  appear; 
The  painted  hypocrites  are  known 
Through  the  disguise  they  wear. 

3  Their  lifted  eyes  salute  the  skies  ; 

Their  bending  knees  the  ground  ; 
But  God  abhors  the  sacrifice, 
Where  not  the  heart  is  found. 

4  Lord,   search   my  thoughts,  and  try  my 

And  make  my  soul  sincere  ;       [ways, 
Then  shall  I  stand  before  thy  face, 

And  find  acceptance  there. 

Watts. 

118.  .  l  John  4:  8. 

1  Amid  the  splendors  of  thy  state, 

0  God  !   thy  love  appears. 
Soft  as  the  radiance  of  the  moon 
Among  a  thousand  stars. 

2  In  all  thy  doctrines  and  commands, 

Thy  counsels  and  designs, 

In  every  work  thy  hands  have  framed, 
Thy  love  supremely  shines. 

3  Sinai,  in  clouds  and  smoke  and  fire, 

Thunders  thine  awful  name! 
But  Zion  sinus,  in  melting  notes, 
The  honors  of  the  Lamb. 

1   Angels  and  men  the  news  proclaim 
Through  earth  and  heaven  above] 
And  all.  with  holy  transport,  sing 
That  God,  the  Lord,  is  love. 

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119.  Psalm  139. 

1  Lokd,  where  shall  guilty  souls  retire, 

Forgotten  and  unknown  ? 
In  hell  they  meet  thy  dreadful  fire, 
In  heaven  thy  glorious  throne. 

2  Should  I  suppress  my  vital  breath, 

T'  escape  the  wrath  divine, 
Thy  voice  would  break  the  bars  of  death, 
And  make  the  grave  resign. 

3  If,  winged  with  beams  of  morning  light, 

I  fly  beyond  the  west, 
Thy  baud,  which  must  support  my  flight, 
Would  soon  betray  my  rest. 

4  If  o'er  my  sins  I  think  to  draw 

The  curtains  of  the  night, 
Those  flaming  eyes  that  guard  thy  law 
Would  turn  the  shades  to  light. 

5  The  beams  of  noon,  the  midnight  hour, 

Are  both  alike  to  thee  : 
Oh,  may  I  ne'er  provoke  that  power 
From  which  I  cannot  flee  ! 

Watts. 

120.  Psalm  139. 

1  Is  all  my  vast  concerns  with  thee, 

In  vain  my  soul  would  try 
To  shun  thy  presence,  Lord,  or  flee 
The  notice  of  thine  eye. 

2  Thine  all -surrounding  sight  surveys 

My  rising  and  my  rest ; 
My  public  walks,  my  private  ways, 
The  secrets  of  my  breast. 
'A  My  thoughts  lie  open  to  the  Lord, 
Before  they're  formed  within; 


And  ere  my  lips  pronounce  the  word, 
He  knows  the  sense  I  mean. 

4  Oh,  wondrous  knowledge,  deep  and  high  I 

Where  can  a  creature  hide  ? 
Within  thy  circling  arms  I  lie, 
Beset  on  every  side. 

5  So  let  thy  grace  surround  me  still, 

And  like  a  bulwark  prove, 

To  guard  my  soul  from  every  ill, 

Secured  by  sovereign  love. 

Watts., 

121.  Psalm  139. 

1  Jehovah,  God  !  thy  gracious  power 

On  every  hand  we  see  ; 
Oh,  may  the  blessings  of  each  hour 
Lead  all  our  thoughts  to  thee  ! 

2  If,  on  the  wings  of  morn,  we  speed 

To  earth's  remotest  bound. 
Thy  hand  will  there  our  footsteps  lead, 
Thy  love  our  path  surround. 

3  Thy  power  is  in  the  ocean  deeps, 

And  reaches  to  the  skies; 
Thine  eye  of  mercy  never  sleeps, 
Thy  goodness  never  dies. 

4  From  morn  till  noon,  till  Latest  eve, 

Thy  hand,  0  God.  we  see ; 
And  all  the  blessing--  we  receive 
Proceed  alone  from  thee. 

5  In  all  the  varying  scenes  of  time, 

On  thee  our  hopes  depend  ; 
Through  every  age.  in  every  dime, 
Our  Father,  and  our  Friend. 

Thomson. 


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122.  Tsalm  46. 

1  God  is  the  refuge  of  his  saints, 

When  storms  of  sharp  distress  invade  ; 
Ere  we  can  ofYer  our  complaints, 
Behold  him  present  with  his  aid. 

2  Let  mountains  from  their  seats  he  hurled 

Down  to  the  deep  and  huried  there, 
Convulsions  shake  the  solid  world  ; 
Our  faith  shall  never  yield  to  fear. 

3  Loud  may  the  troubled  ocean  roar ; 

In  sacred  peace  our  souls  abide  ; 
While  every  nation,  every  shore, 

Trembles  and  dreads  the  swelling  tide. 

4  There  is  a  stream,  wdiose  gentle  flow 

Supplies  the  city  of  our  God, 
Life,  love,  and  joy,  still  gliding  through, 
And  watering  our  divine  abode. 

5  That  sacred  stream,  thine  holy  word, 

Our  grief  allays,  our  fear  controls  ; 
Sweet  peace  thy  promises  afford,  [souls. 
And    give   new  strength   to  fainting 

6  Zion  enjoys  her  Monarch's  love, 

Secure  against  a  threatening  hour; 
Nor  can  her  firm  foundations  move, 
Built  on  his  truth  and  armed  with 
power. 

Watts. 

123.  Psalm  145. 

1  My  God.  my  King,  thy  various  praise 
Shall  fill  the  remnant  of  my  days; 
Thy  grace  employ  my  humble  tongue, 
Till  death  and  glory  raise  the  song. 

2  The  wii  _  ry  hour  shall  bear 
Some  thankful  tribute  to  thine  ear; 


And  every  setting  sun  shall  see 
New  works  of  duty  done  for  thee. 

3  Let  distant  times  and  nations  raise 
The  long  succession  of  thy  praise ; 
And  unborn  ages  make  my  song 
The  joy  and  triumph  of  their  tongue. 

4  But  who  can  speak  thy  wondrous  deeds  ? 
Thy  greatness  all  our  thoughts  exceeds; 
Vast  and  unsearchable  thy  ways! 
Vast  and  immortal  be  thy  praise ! 

Watts. 

124.  Psalm  .36. 

1  High  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God! 

Thy  goodness  in  full  glory  shines  : 
Thy  truth    shall  break    through    every 
cloud 
That  veils  and  darkens  thy  designs. 

2  Forever  firm  thy  justice  stands, 

As  mountains  their  foundations  keep: 
Wise  are  the  wonders  of  thy  hands  ; 
Thy  judgments  are  a  mighty  deep. 

.'}  My  God,  how  excellent  thy  grace ! 

Whence   all    our   hope    and   comfort 
springs ; 
The  sons  of  Adam,  in  disti 

Fly  to  the  shadow  of  thy  wings. 

4  From  the  provisions  of  thy  house 

We  shall  be  fed  with  Bweet  repast; 
There,  mercy  like  a  river  flows, 
And  brings  salvation  to  our  taste. 

5  Life,  like  a  fountain  rich  and  free, 

Springs  from  the  presence  of  my  Lord; 
And  in  thy  light  our  souls  shall 
The  glories  promised  in  thy  word. 

Watts. 


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2  The  Lord,  in  righteousness  arrayed, 
Surve}rs  the  world  his  hands  have  made ; 
Pierces  the  heart,  and  tries  the  reins, 
And  judgment  from  on  high  ordains. 

3  My  God,  my  shield !  around  me  place 
The  shelter  of  the  Saviour's  grace : 
Then,  when  thine  arm  the  just  shall  save, 
My  life  shall  triumph  o'er  the  grave. 

W.    GOODE. 

127.  Psalm  100. 

1  Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 

Ye  nations  how  with  sacred  joy; 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone, 
lie  can  create,  and  he  destroy. 

2  His  sovereign  power,  without  our  aid, 

Made  us  of  clay,  and  formed  us  men  ; 
And  when,  like  wandering  sheep,  we 
strayed, 
He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 

3  We  are  his  people,  we  his  care, 

Our  souls,  and  all  our  mortal  frame  ; 
What  lasting  honors  shall  we  rear, 
Almighty  Maker,  to  thy  name! 

4  We'll  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful 

songs ; 

High  as  the  heavens  our  voices  raise ; 

And    earth,    with    her    ten    thousand 

tongues,  [praise. 

Shall    fill   thy  courts  with   sounding 

5  Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command, 

Vast  as  eternity  thy  love  ; 
Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  must  stand, 
When  rollingyearsshallceasetomove. 

Watts. 


125.  Psalm  19. 

1  The  spacious  firmament  on  high, 
With  all  the  blue  ethereal  sky, 


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Their  great  Original  proclaim. 

2  Tli'  unwearied  sun,  from  day  to  day, 
Does  his  Creator's  power  display; 
And  publishes  to  every  land 

The  work  of  an  almighty  hand. 

3  Soon  as  the  evening  shades  prevail, 
The  moon  takes  up  the  wondrous  tale; 
And  nightly,  to  the  listening  earth, 
Repeats  the  story  of  her  birth  ; 

4  While  all  the  stars  that  round  her  burn, 
And  all  the  planets  in  their  turn, 
Confirm  the  tidings  as  they  roll, 

And  spread  the  truth  from  pole  to  pole. 

5  What  though  in  solemn  silence  all 
Move  round  the  dark  terrestrial  ball ; 
What  though  no  real  voice  nor  sound 
Amid  their  radiant  orbs  are  found; 

6  In  reason's  ear  they  all  rejoice, 
And  utter  forth  a  glorious  voice, 
Forever  singing  as  they  shine  — 

"  The  hand  that  made  us  is  divine." 

Addison. 

126.  Psalm  7. 

1  The  Lord  is  Judge:  before  his  throne 
All  nations  shall  his  justice  own  : 
Oh,  may  my  soul  be  found  sincere, 
And  stand  approved,  with  courage  there. 


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1  The  pity  of  the  Lord 

To  those  that  fear  his  name, 
Is  such  as  tender  parents  feel : 
He  knows  our  feeble  frame. 

2  He  knows  we  are  but  dust, 

Scattered  with  every  breath  ; 
His  anger,  like  a  rising  wind, 
Can  send  us  swift  to  death. 

3  Our  days  are  as  the  grass, 

Or  like  the  morning  flower; 
If  one  sharp  blast  sweep  o'er  the  field, 
It  withers  in  an  hour. 

4  But  thy  compassions,  Lord, 

To  endless  years  endure; 
And  children's  children  ever  find 
Thy  words  of  promise  sure. 


Watts. 


129.  Psalm  103. 

1  Oh,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ! 

His  grace  to  thee  proclaim ; 
And  all  that  is  within  me  join 
To  bless  his  holy  name. 

2  Oh,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul! 

His  mercies  hear  in  mind; 
Forget  not  all  hia  benefits: 
The  Lord  to  thee  is  kind. 

3  He  will  not  always  chide; 

He  will  with  patience  wait; 
His  wrath  i-  ever  slow  to  rise, 
And  ready  to  abate. 


He  pardons  all  thy  sins, 
Prolongs  thy  feeble  breath  ; 

He  healeth  thy  infirmities, 

And  ransoms  thee  from  death. 

He  clothes  thee  with  his  love, 
Upholds  thee  with  his  truth  ; 

Then,  like  the  eagle,  he  renews 
The  vigor  of  thy  youth. 

Then  bless  His  holy  name, 

Whose  grace  hath  made  thee  whole ; 
Whose  loving  kindness  crowns  thy  days  : 

Oh,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ! 

Montgomery. 


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Psalm  103. 

Oh,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ! 
Let  all  within  me  join, 
And  aid  my  tongue  to  bless  his  name, 
Whose  favors  are  divine. 


Oh,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ! 
Nor  let  his  mercies  lie 
Forgotten  in  unthankfulness, 
And  without  praises  die. 

'Tis  he  forgives  thy  sins; 
Tis  he  relieves  thy  pain; 
'Tis  he  that  heals  thy  sicknesses, 
And  makes  thee  young  again. 

He  crowns  thy  life  with  love, 
When  ransomed  from  the  grave: 
He  that  redeemed  my  soul  from  hell 
Hath  sovereign  power  to  save. 

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1  Come,  sound  liis  praise  abroad, 

And  hymns  of  glory  sing: 
Jehovah  is  the  sovereign  God, 
The  universal  King. 

2  He  formed  the  deeps  unknown  ; 

He  gave  the  seas  their  bound; 
The  watery  worlds  are  all  his  own, 
And  all  the  solid  ground. 

3  Come,  worship  at  his  throne, 

»  Come,  bow  before  the  Lord  : 
We  are  his  work  and  not  our  own; 
He  formed  us  by  his  word. 

4  To-day  attend  his  voice, 

Nor  dare  provoke  his  rod  ; 
Come,  like  the  people  of  his  choice, 
And  own  your  gracious  God. 

132.  Psalm  8. 

1  0  Lord,  our  heavenly  King, 
Thy  name  is  all  divine ; 

Thy  glories  round  the  earth  are  spread, 
And  o'er  the  heavens  they  shine. 

2  When  to  thy  works  on  high 
I  raise  my  wondering  eyes, 

And  see  the  moon,  complete  in  light, 
Adorn  the  darksome  skies; 

3  When  T  survey  the  stars. 
And  all  their  shining  forms, 

Lord,  what  is  man.  that  worthless  thing, 
Akin  to  dust  and  worms? 


Watts. 


4  Lord,  what  is  worthless  man, 
That  thou  shouldst  love  him  so? 

Next  to  thine  angels  is  he  placed, 
And  lord  of  all  below. 

5  How  rich  thy  bounties  are  ! 
How  wondrous  are  thy  ways ! 

Of  meanest  things  thy  power  can  frame 
A  monument  of  praise. 

6  0  Lord,  our  heavenly  King, 
Thy  name  is  all  divine  ; 

Thy  glories  round  the  earth  are  spread, 
And  o'er  the  heavens  they  shine. 

Watts. 

loo.        God  our  Creator  and  Benefactor. 

1  My  Maker  and  my  King ! 

To  thee  my  all  I  owe ; 
Thy  sovereign  bounty  is  the  spring, 
Whence  all  my  blessings  flow. 

2  The  creature  of  thy  hand, 

On  thee  alone  I  live ; 
My  God,  thy  benefits  demand 
More  praise  than  life  can  give. 

3  Lord,  what  can  I  impart, 

When  all  is  thine  before  ? 
Thy  love  demands  a  thankful  heart; 
The  gift,  alas,  how  poor  ! 

i  Shall  I  withhold  thy  due? 

And  shall  my  passions  rove? 

Lord,  form  this  wretched  heart  anew, 

And  fill  it  with  thy  love. 

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134.  Psalm  23. 

1  The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare, 
And  feed  me  with  a  shepherd's  care  ; 
His  presence  shall  my  wants  supply. 
And  guard  me  with  a  watchful  eye; 
My  noonday  walks  he  shall  attend, 
And  all  my  midnight  hours  defend. 

2  When  in  the  sultry  glebe  I  faint, 
<  >r  on  the  thirsty  mountain  pant, 
To  fertile  vales  and  dewy  meads, 
My  weary,  wandering  steps  he  leads. 
Where  peaceful  rivers,  soft  and  slow. 
Amid  the  verdant  landscape  flow. 

hough  in  the  paths  of  death  I  tread, 
With  gloomy  horrors  overspread, 
M\  steadfast  heart  shall  fear  i>o  ill, 
<-ii.  < )  Lord,  art  with  me  still  : 
Thy  friendly  rod  shall  give  me  aid, 
And    guide    me    through  the  dreadful 
shade. 

Though  in  a  bare  and  rugged  way, 
Through  devious  lonely  wilds  I  stray; 
Thy  bounty  shall  my  wants  beguile, 
Tie-  barren  wilderness  shall  smile. 
With    sudden     greens     and 

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1  Tnou  art,  0  God,  the  life  and  light 

Of  all  this  wondrous  world  we  see  : 
Its  glow  by  day,  its  smile  by  night, 

Are  but  reflections  caught  from  thee;- 
Where'er  we  turn,  thy  glories  shine,. 
And  all  things  fair  and  bright  are  thine. 

2  When  day,  with  farewell  beam,  delays* 

Among  the  opening  clouds  of  even, 
And  we  can  almost  think  we  gaze 

Through  opening  vistas  into  heaven, 
Those  hues  that  mark  the  sun's  decline, 
So  soft,  so  radiant,  Lord,  are  thine. 

.']  When  night,  with  wings  of  starry  gloom, 
O'ershadows  all  the  earth  and  skies, 
Like  some  dark,  beauteous  bird,  whose 
plume 
Is  sparkling  with  unnumbered  eyes, 
Thai  sacred  gloom,  those  fires  divine. 
So  grand,  so  countless,  Lord,  are  thine. 

4   When     youthful     spring     around     us 
breathes, 
Thy  spirit  warms  her  fragrant  sigh  ; 
i  every  flower  that  summer  wreathes 
I-  barn    beneath  thy  kindling  eye  ; 
Where'er  we  turn,  thy  glories  shine, 
And  all  thi::gs  fair  and  bright  are  thine. 

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136.  Psalm  89. 

1  With  reverence  let  the  saints  appear, 

And  bcw  before  the  Lord  ; 
His  high  commands  with  reverence  hear, 
And  tremble  at  his  word. 

2  Great  God !  how  high  thy  glories  rise ; 

How  bright  thine  armies  shine ! 
Where  is  the  power  with  thee  that  vies, 
Or  truth  compared  to  thine  ! 

3  The  northern  pole,  and  southern,  rest 

On  thy  supporting  hand  ; 
Darkness  and  day,  from  east  to  west, 
Move  round  at  thy  command. 

4  Th}r  words  the  raging  winds  control, 

And  rule  the  boisterous  deep ; 
Thou  mak'st  the  sleeping  billows  roll, 

The  rolling  billows  sleep. 

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137.  Psalm  77:  11-14. 

1  I  sing  th'  almighty  power  of  God, 

That  made  the  mountains  rise, 
That  spread  the  flowing  seas  abroad, 
And  built  the  lofty  shies. 

2  I  sing  the  wisdom  that  ordained 

The  sun  to  rule  the  day ; 
The  moon  shines  full  at  his  command, 
And  all  the  stars  obey. 

3  I  Ring  the  goodness  of  the  Lord, 

That  filled  the  earth  with  food  ; 
He  formed  the  creatures  with  his  word, 
And  then  pronounced  them  good. 

4  Lord,  how  thy  wonders  are  displayed, 

Where'er  I  turn  mine  eye  ; 


If  I  survey  the  ground  I  tread, 
Or  gaze  upon  the  shy  ! 

5  There's  not  a  plant  or  flower  below 

But  makes  thy  glories  known  ; 
And  clouds  arise  and  tempests  blow 
By  order  from  thy  throne. 

6  Creatures  that  borrow  life  from  thee 

Are  subject  to  thy  care  : 
There's  not  a  place  where  we  can  flee, 
But  God  is  present  there. 

"Watts. 

138.  Tlie  Power  of  Cod. 

1  The  Lord,  our  God,  is  full  of  might. 

The  winds  obey  his  will ; 
He  speaks,  and  in  his  heavenly  height, 
'1  he  rolling  sun  stands  still. 

2  Rebel,  ye  waves,  and  o'er  the  land 

With  threatening  aspect  roar; 
The  Lord  uplifts  his  awful  hand, 
And  chains  you  to  the  shore. 

3  Howl,  winds  of  night,  your  force  com- 

bine; 
Without  his  high  behest, 
Ye  shall  not,  in  the  mountain-pine, 
Disturb  the  sparrow's  nest. 

4  His  voice  sublime  is  heard  afar, 

In  distant  peals  it  dies  : 
He  yokes  the  whirlwind  to  his  cnr, 
And  sweeps  the  howling  skies. 

5  Ye  nations,  bend,  —  in  reverence  bend; 

Ye  monarchs,  wait  his  nod, 
And  bid  the  choral  song  ascend 
To  celebrate  your  God. 

II.   K.  WlIITK. 


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139.  Coil  to  Worship. 

1  Ye  servants  of  God,  your  Master  pro- 

claim, 
And  publish  abroad  his  wonderful  name  ; 
The  name  all  victorious  of  Jesus  extol ; 
His  kingdom  is  glorious,  he  rules  over  all. 

2  God  ruleth  on  high,  almighty  to  save ; 
And  still  he  is  nigh.  —  his  presence  we 

have ; 
The    great   congregation    his   triumph 

shall  sing, 
Ascribing  salvation  to  Jesus  our  King. 

3  Salvation  to  God,  who  sits  on  the  throne, 
Let  all  cry  aloud,  and  honor  the  Son  ; 
The  praises  of  Jesus  the  angels  proclaim, 
Fall  down  on  their  faces  and  worship  the 

Lamb. 

4  Then  let  as  adore,  and  give  him  his  right, 
All  glory  and  power,  and  wisdom  and 

might ; 
All    honor   and    blessing,    with    angels 

above. 
And  thanks  never  ceasing,  and  infinite 

love. 

Pratt's  Coll. 


140.  Call  to  Worship. 

1  Oh,  worship  the  King,  all-glorious  above; 
Oh,gratefullysinghispowerand  his  love ! 
Our  Shield  and  Defender,  the  Ancient 

of  Days,  [praise. 

Pavilioned  in  splendor,  and  girded  with 

2  Oh,  tell  of  his  might,  oh,  sing  of  his  grace, 
Whose  robe  is  the  light,  whose  canopy, 

space!  [clouds  form, 

His  chariots  of  wrath  the  deep  thunder- 
And  dark  is  his  path  on  the  wings  of 

the  storm. 

3  Thy  bountiful  care  what  tongue  can  re- 

cite ? 
It  breathes  in  the  air,  it  shines  in  the 

light, 
It  streams  from  the  hills,  it  descends  to 

the  plains, 
And  sweetly  distils  in  the  dew  and  the 

rains. 

4  Frail  children  of  dust,  and  feeble  as  frail, 
In  thee  do  we  trust,  nor  find  thee  to  fail ; 
Thy  mercies   how  tender !  how  firm   to 

the  end  !  [Friend. 

Our  Maker,  Defender,  Redeemer,  and 

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141.  Praise  to  Jehovah. 

1  Pkatse  to  tliee,  thou  great  Creator! 

Praise  to  thee  from  every  tongue  : 
Join,  my  soul,  witli  every  creature, 
Join  the  universal  song. 

2  Father,  Source  of  all  compassion, 

Pure,  unbounded  grace  is  thine  : 
Hail  the  God  of  our  salvation ! 
Praise  him  for  his  love  divine. 

3  For  ten  thousand  blessings  given, 

For  the  hope  of  future  joy, 
Sound    his    praise    through   earth    and 
heaven, 
Sound  Jehovah's  praise  on  high. 

4  Joyfully  on  earth  adore  him, 

Till  in  heaven  our  song  we  raise  ; 
There,  enraptured,  fall  before  him, 
Lost  in  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

Fawcett. 

142 .  The  Grace  of  God. 

1  Lord,  with  glowing  heart  I'd  praise  thee 

For  the  bliss  thy  love  bestows  ; 
For  the  pardoning  grace  that  saves  me, 
And  the  peace  that  from  it  flows. 

2  Help,  0  God,  my  weak  endeavor; 

This  <  1 1 i ]  1  soul  to  rapture  raise  ; 
Thou  must  light  the  flame,  or  never 
Can  my  love  be  warmed  to  praise. 

3  Praise,  my  soul,  the  God  that  sought 

thee, 
Wretched  wanderer,  far  astray; 
Found  thee  lost,  and  kindly  brought  thee 
Prom  the  paths  of  death  away. 


4  Praise,  with  love's  devoutest  feeling, 

Him,  who  saw  thy  guilt-born  fear, 
And,  the  light  of  hope  revealing, 
Bade  the  blood-stained  cross  appear. 

5  Lord,  this  bosom's  ardent  feeling 

Vainly  would  my  lips  express  : 
Low  before  thy  footstool  kneeling, 
Deign  thy  suppliant's  prayer  to  bless ; 

6  Let  thy  grace,  my  soul's  chief  treasure, 

Love's  pure  flame  within  me  raise  ; 
And,  since  words  can  never  measure, 
Let  my  life  show  forth  thy  praise. 

S.  F.  Key. 

143.  1  John  4:  8. 

1  God  is  love ;  his  mercy  brightens 

All  the  path  in  which  we  rove  ; 
Bliss  he  wakes,  and  woe  he  lightens 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

2  Chance  and  change  are  busy  ever; 

Man  decays,  and  ages  move  : 
But  his  mercy  waneth  never; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

«°>   E'en  the  hour  that  darkest  seemeth 
AVill  his  changeless  goodness  prove  ; 
From  the  gloom  his  brightness  stream* 
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God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

4  He  with  earthly  cares  entwineth 
Hope  and  comfort  from  above : 
Everywhere  his  glory  shineth  ; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

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Psalm  136. 


Let  us  with  a  joyful  mind 
Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  is  kind, 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 
Let  us  sound  his  name  abroad, 
For  of  gods  he  is  the  God 
Who  by  wisdom  did  create 
Heaven's  expanse  and  all  its  state ; 

Did  the  solid  earth  ordain 
How  to  rise  above  the  main ; 
Who,  by  his  commanding  might, 
Filled  the  new-made  world  with  light; 
Caused  the  golden-tressed  sun 
All  the  day  his  course  to  run  ; 
And  the  moon  to  shine  by  night, 
'Mid  her  spangled  sisters  bright. 

All  his  creatures  God  doth  feed, 
His  full  hand  supplies  their  need; 
Let  us  therefore  warble  forth 
His  high  majesty  and  worth. 
Be  his  mansion  hath  on  high, 
reach  of  mortal  eye; 
And  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

Milton. 


145. 


Psalm  73:  25. 


1  Lord  of  earth  !  thy  forming  hand 
Well  this  beauteous  frame  hath  planned, 
Woods  that  wave,  and  hills  that  tower, 
Ocean  rolling  in  his  power. 

Lord  of  heaven  !  beyond  our  sight 
Rolls  a  world  of  purer  light ; 
There  in  love's  unclouded  reign 
Parted  hands  shall  clasp  again. 

2  Oh,  that  world  is  passing  fair, 
Yet  if  thou  wert  absent  there, . 
What  were  all  its  joys  to  me? 
Whom  have  I  in  heaven  but  thee? 
Lord  of  earth  and  heaven  !  my  breast 
Seeks  in  thee  its  only  rest; 

I  was  lost;  thy  accents  mild 
Homeward  lured  thy  wandering  child. 

3  I  was  blind;  thy  healing  ray 
Charmed  the  long  eclipse  away; 
Source  of  every  joy  I  know, 
Solace  of  my  every  woe  ! 

Oh,  if  once  thy  smile  divine 
Ceased  upon  my  soul  to  shine. 
What  were  earth  or  heaven  to  me? 
Whom  have  I  in  each  but  thee  ? 

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1  Sweet  the  time,  exceeding  sweet! 
When  the  saints  together  meet, 
When  the  Saviour  is  the  theme, 
When  they  joy  to  sing  of  him. 

2  Sing  we,  then,  eternal  love, 
Such  as  did  the  Father  move : 
He  beheld  the  world  undone, 
Loved  the  world,  and  gave  his  Son. 

3  Sing  the  Son's  amazing  love ; 
How  he  left  the  realms  above, 
Took  our  nature  and  our  place, 
Lived  and  died  to  save  our  race. 

4  Sing  we,  too,  the  Spirit's  love ; 
With  our  stubborn  hearts  he  strove, 
Filled  our  minds  with  grief  and  fear, 
Brought  the  precious  Saviour  near. 

5  Sweet  the  place,  exceeding  sweet, 
Where  the  saints  in  glory  meet; 
Whore  the  Saviour's  still  the  theme, 
Where  they  see  and  sing  of  him. 


BURDER. 


147. 


ICor.  3:  16. 


Come,  divine  and  peaceful  Guest, 
Enter  each  devoted  breast ; 
Holy  Ghost,  our  hearts  inspire, 
Kindle  there  the  gospel  fire. 

Bid  our  sin  and  sorrow  cease  ; 
Fill  us  with  thy  heavenly  peace ; 
Joy  divine  we  then  shall  prove, 
Light  of  truth,  and  fire  of  love. 


14o.  Blessing  Invoked. 

1  Mighty  One,  before  whose  face 

Wisdom  had  her  glorious  seat, 
When  the  orbs  that  people  space 
Sprang  to  birth  beneath  thy  feet ! 

2  Source  of  truth,  whose  rays  alone 

Light  the  mighty  world  of  mind ! 
God  of  love,  who  from  thy  throne 
Kindly  watchest  all  mankind ! 

3  Shed  on  those  who  in  thy  name 

Teach  the  way  of  truth  and  right, 
Shed  that  love's  undying  flame, 
Shed  that  wisdom's  guiding  light. 

Bryant. 

149.  1  Cor.  2:  4. 

1  Father,  bless  thy  word  to  all, 

Quick  and  powerful  let  it  prove ; 
Oh,  may  sinners  hear  thy  call, 
Let  thy  people  grow  in  love. 

2  Thine  own  gracious  message  bless. 

Follow  it  with  power  divine  : 
Give  the  gospel  great  success, 
Thine  the  work,  the  glory  thine. 

3  Father,  bid  the  world  rejoice, 

Send,  oh,  send  thy  truth  abro?<?  * 
Let  the  nations  hear  thy  voice, 
Hear  it  and  return  to  God. 

1  Sing  we  to  our  God  above 
Praise  eternal  as  his  love: 
Praise  him,  all  ye  heavenly  host, 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 


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1    Lord  of  all  being,  throned  afar, 
Thy  glory  names  from  sun  and  star; 
Centre  and  soul  of  every  sphere, 
Yet  to  each  loving  heart  how  near! 

'J  Sun  of  our  life,  thy  quickening  ray 
Sheds  on  oar  path  the  glow  of  day; 
Star  of  our  hope,  thy  softened  light 
Cheers  the  long  watches  of  the  night. 

'  ir  midnight  is  thy  smile  withdrawn; 
Our  noontide  is  thy  gracious  dawn  ; 
Our  rainbow  arch  thy  mercy's  sign  ; 
All,  save  the  clouds  of  sin,  are  thine ! 

4  Lord  of  all  life,  below,  above, 

Whose  light  is  truth,  whose  warmth  is 
Before  thy  ever-blazing  throne  [love, 
We  ask  no  lustre  of  our  own. 

5  I  I  rant  us  thy  truth,  to  make  us  free, 
And  kindling  hearts  that  burn  for  thee, 
Till  all  thy  living  altars  claim 

One  holy  light,  one  heavenly  flame ! 

Holmes. 
151.  Psalm  103. 

1  Bless,  O  my  soul!  the  living  God; 
Call     home     thy     thoughts    that    rove 

abroad  : 
Let  all  the  powers  within  me  join 
In  work  and  worship  so  divine. 

2  Bless,  O  ]  the  ( red  of  grace  : 

ivors  claim  thy  highest  pra 

\\  hy  should  the  wonders  he  hath 
Be  lost  in  silence,  and  forgot  ?  [wrought 


'Tis  he,  nvy  soul,  that  sent  his  Son 

To  die  for  crimes  which  thou  hast  done; 


and  forgives 


He  owns  the  ransom, 

The  hourly  follies  of  our  lives. 

4  Let  every  land  his  power  con! 
Let  all  the  earth  adore  his  grace  : 
My  heart  and  tongue  with  rapture  join, 
In  work  and  worship  so  divine. 

Watts. 

152.  The  all-seeing  GW.  —Psalm  13& 

1  Lord,  thou  hast  searched  and  seen  me 

through  : 
Thine  eye  commands,  with  piercing  view, 
My  rising  and  my  resting  hours, 
My  heart  and  flesh  with  all  their  powers. 

2  My  thoughts,  before  they  are  my  own, 
Are  to  my  God  distinctly  known; 

He  knows  the  words  I  mean  to  speak, 
Ere  from  my  opening  lips  they  break. 

.3  Within  thy  circling  power  I  stand; 
On  every  side  I  find  thy  hand  : 
Awake,  asleep,  at  home,  abroad, 
I  am  surrounded  still  with  God. 

4  How  awful  is  thy  marching  eye  ! 

Thy  knowledge,  oh,  how  deep!  how  high! 

Bfy  soul,  with  all  the  powers  I  boast, 
Is  in  the  boundless  psospect  lost. 

5  Oh,    may    these    thoughts    possess    my 

breast, 
Where'er  I  rove,  where'er  I  re 
Nor  let  my  weaker  pas-ions  dare 
Consent  to  sin,  for  God  is  there. 

Watts. 


104 


Providence  of  God. 


HARTFORD.    C.  M. 


lOo.  The  Mystery  of  Providence. 

1  God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way 

His  wonders  to  perform  ; 
He  plants  his  footsteps  in  tlie  sea, 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 

2  Deep  in  unfathomable  mines 

Of  never-failing  skill,    • 
He  treasures  up  his  bright  designs, 
And  works  his  sovereign  will. 

3  Ye  fearful  saints,  fresh  courage  take  ; 

The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread 
Are  big  with  mercy,  and  shall  break 
In  blessings  on  your  head. 

4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense, 

But  trust  him  for  his  grace  ; 
Behind  a  frowning  providence, 
lie  hides  a  smiling  face. 

5  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast, 

Unfolding  every  hour; 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste, 
]>ut  sweet  will  be  the  flower. 

6  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err, 

And  scan  his  work  in  vain; 
Goil  is  his  own  interpreter, 
And  he  will  make  it  plain. 

COWPKR. 
154.  psalm  121. 

1  To  heaven  I  lift  my  waiting  c}-es  : 

There  all  my  hopes  are  laid; 
The  Lord  that  built  the  earth  and  skies 
Is  my  perpetual  aid. 

2  Th'ir  steadfast  feet  shall  never  fall 

Whom  he  designs  to  keep  ; 


His  ear  attends  the  softest  call, 
His  eyes  can  never  sleep. 

3  Israel,  rejoice,  and  rest  secure  ; 

Thy  keeper  is  the  Lord  : 
His  wakeful  eyes  employ  his  power 
For  thine  eternal  guard. 

4  He  guards  thy  soul,  he  keeps  thy  breach, 

Where  thickest  dangers  come  : 

Go  ami  return,  secure  from  death, 

Till  God  commands  thee  home. 

Watts- 

155.  GoiVs  Eternity. 

1  Great  God!  how  infinite  art  thou! 

What  worthless  worms  are  Ave  ! 
Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  bow, 
And  pay  their  praise  to  thee. 

2  Thy  throne  eternal  ages  stood, 

Ere  seas  or  stars  were  made  ; 
Thou  art  the  ever-living  God, 
Were  all  the  nations  dead. 

3  Eternity,  with  all  its  years, 

Stands  present  in  thy  view; 
To  thee  there's  nothing  old  appears ; 
Great  God  !  there's  nothing  new. 

4  Our   lives    through  various  scenes   are 

drawn, 
And  vexed  with  trifling  cares; 
While  thine  eternal  thought  moves  on 
Thine  undisturbed  affairs. 

5  Great  God  !  how  infinite  art  thou  ! 

What  worthless  worms  are  we  ! 
Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  bow, 
And  pay  their  praise  to  thee. 

Watts. 


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156.  Birth  of  Christ. 

1  All  praiso  I  ternal  Lord! 
Clothed  in  a  garb  of  flesh  and  blood; 
Choosing  a  manger  for  thy  throne, 
While  worlds  on  worlds  are  thine  alone. 

2  Once  did  the  skies  before  thee  bow; 
A  virgin's  arms  contain  thee  now; 
Angels,  who  did  in  thee  rejoice, 
Now  listen  for  thine  infant  voice. 

3  A  little  child,  thou  art  our  guest, 
That  weary  ones  in  thee  may  rest; 
Forlorn  and  lowly  is  thy  birth, 

That  we  may  rise  to  heaven  from  earth. 

4  Thou  comest  in  the  darksome  night 
To  make  us  children  of  the  light, — 
To  make  n-.  in  the  realms  divine, 
Like  thine  own  angels  round  thee  shine  • 

5  All  this  for  us  thy  love  hath  done  ; 
By  this  to  thee  our  love  is  won  : 
Pot  this  we  tune  our  cheerful  lays, 
And  shout  our  thanks  in  ceaseless  praise. 

BfABTIH  LUTHXB. 

157.  Luke  2:  11. 

1  Whkn  Jordan  hushed  his  waters  still, 
And  silence  slept  on  Zioirs  hill; 
When   Bethlehem's  shepherds  through 

the  night 
Watched  o'er  their  flocks  by  starry  light: 

2  Bark  !   from  the  midnight  hills  around, 
A  voice  of  more  than  mortal  sound, 

In  distant  hallelujahs  stole 

"Wild  murmuring  o'er  the  raptured  soul. 


3  On  wheels  of  light,  on  wings  of  flame, 
The  glorious  hosts  of  angels  came  ; 
And  while  they  struck  their  harps  and 

sung,  [rung:  — 

High    heaven   with    songs   of   triumph 

4  "O  Zion  !  lift  thy  raptured  eye, 
The  long-expected  hour  is  nigh  ; 
Renewed,  creation  smiles  again, 
The  Prince  of  Salem  comes  to  reign. 

5  ''  He  comes  to  cheer  the  trembling  heart 

Bid  Satan  and  his  host  depart; 
Again  the  Day -star  gilds  the  gloom, 
Again  the  bowers  of  Eden  bloom.'*' 

T.  Campbell, 

153.  Praise  to  Christ. 

1  ]S"ow  for  a  tune  of  lofty  praise, 

To  great  Jehovah's  equal  Son! 
Awake,  my  voice,  in  heavenly  lays, 
Tell  the  loud  wonders  he  hath  done. 

2  Sing  how  he  left  the  worMs  of  light, 

And  the  bright  robes  he  wore  above; 
How  swift  and  joyful  was  the  flight, 
On  wings  of  everlasting  love. 

3  Deep  in  the  shades  of  gloomy  death, 

TIT  almighty  Captive  prisoner  lay  ; 
Th'  almighty  Captive  left  the  earth, 
And  rose  to  everlasting  day. 

4  Lift  up  your  eyes,  ye  sons  of  light, 

Up  to  his  tin-one  of  shining  gr.< 

what  immortal  glories  sit 
Hound  the  sweet  beauties  of  his  fac^ 

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159.  Luke  2:  13. 

1  It  came  upon  the  midnight  clear, 

That  glorious  song  of  old, 
From  angels  bending  near  the  earth 

To  touch  their  harps  of  gold ; 
"Peace  to  the  earth,  good-will  to  man, 

From  heaven's  all-gracious  King:" 
The  earth  in  solemn  stillness  lay, 

To  hear  the  angels  sing. 

2  Still  through  the  cloven  shies  they  come, 

With  peaceful  wings  unfurled; 
And  still  celestial  music  floats 

O'er  all  the  weary  world ; 
Above  its  sad  and  lowly  plains 

They  bend  on  heavenly  wing, 
And  ever,  o'er  its  Babel  sounds, 

The  blessed  angels  sing. 

3  0  ye,  beneath  life's  crushing  load, 

Whose  forms  are  bending  low, 
Who  toil  along  the  climbing  way, 
With  painful  steps  and  slow, 


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Come  swiftly  on  the  wing; 

Oh,  rest  beside  the  weary  road, 

And  hear  the  angels  sing ! 

For  lo  !  the  days  are  hastening  on, 
By  prophet-bards  foretold, 

When  with  the  ever-circling  years 
( lomes  round  the  age  of  gold  ! 

When  peace  shall  over  all  the  earth 
Its  iinal  splendors  lling, 


And  the  whole  world  send  back  the  song 


Which  now  the  angels  sing' 


E.  H.  Sears. 
160.  Luke  2. 

1  Calm,  on  the  listening  ear  of  night, 

Come  heaven's  melodious  strains, 
"Where  wild  Judea  stretches  far 
Her  silver-mantled  plains. 

2  Celestial  choirs,  from  courts  above, 

'Mid  sacred  glories  there  ; 
And  angels,  with  their  sparkling  byres, 
Make  music  on  the  air. 

3  The  answering  hills  of  Palestine 

Send  back  the  glad  reply ; 
And  greet  from  all  their  holy  heights, 
The  dayspring  from  on  high. 

4  O'er  the  blue  depths  of  Galilee 

There  comes  a  holier  calm  ; 
And  Sharon  waves,  in  solemn  praise, 
Her  silent  groves  of  palm. 

5  "Glory  to  God  !"  the  sounding  skies 

Loud  with  their  anthems  ring; 
a  Peace  to  the  earth  —  good-will  to  mem. 
From  heaven's  eternal  King." 

6  Light  on  thy  hills,  Jerusalem  ! 

The  Saviour  now  is  horn  ! 
And  bright  on  Bethlehem's  joyons  plains 
Breaks  the  first  Christmas  morn. 

E.  JL  Sears. 


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1  Hark,  tlio    glad   sound!    the    Saviour 

The  Saviour  promised  long;    [conies, 
Let  every  heart  prepare  a  throne, 
And  every  voice  a  song. 

2  He  comes,  the  prisoner  to  release, 

In  Satan's  bondage  held  ; 
The  gates  of  brass  before  him  burst, 
The  iron  fetters  yield. 

3  lie  comes,  from  thickest  films  of  vice 

To  clear  the  mental  ray, 
And,  on  the  eyes  long  closed  in  night, 
To  pour  celestial  day. 

4  He  comes,  the  broken  heart  to  bind, 

The  bleeding  soul  to  cure. 
And,  with  the  treasures  of  his  grace, 
Enrich  the  humble  poor. 

6  I  rar  glad  hosannas,  Prince  of  peace, 
Thy  welcome  shall  proclaim, 
d  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring 
With  thy  beloved  name. 

Doddridge. 

162.  Eph.  4:  8. 

1    HosANXA  to  the  Prince  of  light, 
That  clothed  himself  in  clay  ; 
ied  the  iron  gates  of  death, 
And  tore  the  b  irs  away. 

•e  how  the  Conqueror  mounts  aloft, 
And  to  his  Father  fli 
With  honor  in  his  flesh, 

1  triumph  in  his  < 


3  There  our  exalted  Saviour  reigns, 

And  scatters  blessings  down  ; 
Our  Jesus  fills  the  middle  seat 
Of  the  celestial  throne. 

4  Raise  your  devotion,  mortal  tongues, 

To  reach  his  blessM  abode  ; 
Sweet  be  the  accents  of  your  songs 
To  our  incarnate  God. 

5  Brightangels,  strike  your  loudest  strings, 

Your  sweetest  voices  raise  ; 
Let  heaven,  and  all  created  things, 
Sound  our  Imnianuel's  praise. 

Watts. 

163.  Psalm  98. 

1  Joy  to  the  world  !  the  Lord  is  come ; 

Let  earth  receive  her  King; 
Let  every  heart  prepare  him  room, 

And  heaven  and  nature  sing. 

2  Joy  to  the  earth  !  the  Saviour  reigns  : 

Let  men  their  songs  employ;  [plains 
While  fields  and  floods,  rocks,  hills,  and 
Repeat  the  sounding  joy. 

3  No  more  let  sins  and  sorrows  grow, 

Nor  thorns  infest  the  ground; 
He  comes  to  make  his  blessings  flow 
Far  as  the  curse  i>  found. 

4  He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and  grace, 

And  makes  the  nations  prove 
The  glories  or  his  righteousness, 

And  wonders  of  his  love. 

Watts. 


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1  Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning! 

Dawn  on  our  darkness,  and  lend  us  thine  aid; 
Star  of  tli e  East,  the  horizon  adorning, 
Guide  where  our  infant  Redeemer  is  laid. 

2  Cold  on  his  cradle  the  dew-drops  are  shining; 

Low  lies  his  head  with  the  beasts  of  the  stall: 
Angels  adore  him,  in  slumber  reclining, 
Maker  and  Monarch   and  Saviour  of  all ! 

3  Say,  shall  we  yield  him,  in  costly  devotion, 

Odors  of  Edom,  and  offerings  divine  ? 
Gems  of  the  mountain,  and  pearls  of  the  ocean, 
Myrrh  from  the  forest,  or  gold  from  the  mine? 

4  Vainly  we  offer  each  ample  oblation, 

Vainly  with  gold  would  his  favors  secure: 
Richer,  by  far,  is  the  heart's  adoration  ; 
Dearer  to  God  are  the  prayers  of  the  poor. 

&  Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning! 
Dawn  on  our  darkness,  and  lend  us  thine  aid; 
Star  of  the  East,  the  horizon  adorning, 
Guide  where  our  infant  Redeemer  is  laid. 

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165.  Luke  2. 

1    Hakk  !  what  celestial  sounds, 
What  music  fills  the  air! 
Soft  warbling  to  the  morn, 
It  strikes  the  ravished  ear: 
Sow  all  is  still ;  now  wild  it  floats 
:  I  In  tuneful  notes,  |  : 

Loud,  sweet,  and  shrill. 


2  Th'  angelic  hosts  descend 

With  harmony  divine; 
See  how  from  heaven  they  bend, 
And  in  full  chorus  join: 
"  Fear  not,"  they  say  ;  "  great  joy  we  bring; 
:  I  Jesus  your  King  |  : 

Is  born  to-day  ! " 

3  He  comes,  your  souls  to  save 

From  death's  eternal  gloom  ; 
To  realms  of  bliss  and  light 
He  lifts  you  from  the  tomb: 
Your  voices  raise,  with  sons  of  light; 
:  I  Your  songs  unite  |  : 

Of  endless  praise. 

4  "Glory  to  God  on  high!" 

Ye  mortals,  spread  the  sound, 
And  let  your  raptures  tiy 
To  earth's  remotest  bound; 
For  p  earth,  from  God  in  heaven, 

:  I  To  man  is  given  |  : 

At  Jesus'  birth. 

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166.  Psalm  121. 

1  Upward  I  lift  mine  eyes  ; 

From  God  is  all  my  aid, 
The  God  that  built  the  skies, 
And  earth  and  nature  made  : 
God  is  the  tower  to  which  I  fly ; 
:  I  His  grace  is  nigh  |  : 
In  every  hour. 

2  My  feet  shall  never  slide, 

Nor  fall  in  fatal  snares, 
Since  God,  my  guard  and  guide, 
Defends  me  from  my  fears : 
Those  wakeful  eyes  that  never  sleep, 
:  I  Shall  Israel  keep  |  : 

When  dangers  rise. 

3  No  burning  heats  by  day, 

Nor  blasts  of  evening  air, 
Shall  take  my  health  away, 
If  God  be  with  me  there: 
Thou  art  my  sun.  and  thou  my  shade, 
:  J  To  guard  my  head  |  : 

By  night  or  noon. 

4  Hast  thou  not  given  thy  word 

To  save  my  bouI  from  death? 
And  I  can  trust  my  Lord 
To  keep  my  mortal  breath: 


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Till  from  on  high  |  : 

Thou  call  me  home. 


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167.  Luke  2. 

1  Hark!  the  herald  angels  sing, 
" Glory  to  the  new-born  King! 
:  |  Peace  on  earth,  and  mercy  mild ; 
God  and  sinners  reconciled."  I  : 


2  Joyful,  all  3*e  nations,  rise ; 
Join  the  triumphs  of  the  skies ; 
:  |  With  the  angelic  hosts  proclaim, 
"  Christ  is  born  in  Bethlehem." 


3  Mild  he  lays  his  glory  by ; 
Born  that  man  no  more  may  die ; 

:  |  Born  to  raise  the  sons  of  earth ; 
Born  to  give  them  second  birth.  |  : 

4  Hail,  the  heaven-born  Prince  of  peace ! 
Hail,  the  Sun  of  righteousness  ! 

:  |  Light  and  life  to  all  he  brings, 
Risen  with  healing  in  his  wings.  |  : 


Let  us  then  with  angels  sing, 
"  Glory  to  the  new-born  King !  — 
:  |  Peace  on  earth  and  mercy  mild; 
God  and  sinners  reconciled  !  " 

C.  WE8LEY. 


168.  Example  of  the  "  Wise  Men  from  the  East." 

1  As  with  gladness,  men  of  old 
Did  the  guiding  star  behold; 

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So,  most  gracious  Lord,  may  we 
Evermore  be  led  by  thee. 

2  As  with  joyful  steps  they  sped 
To  that  lowly  manger-bed  ; 
There  to  bend  the  knee  before 
Him  whom  earth  and  heaven  adore  ; 
So  may  we,  with  willing  feet, 

Ever  seek  thy  mercy-seat. 

3  As  they  offered  gifts  most  rare, 
At  that  manger  rude  and  bare; 
So  may  we,  with  holy  joy, 
Pure  and  free  from  sin's  alloy, 
All  our  costliest  treasures  bring 
Unto  Thee,  0  Christ  our  King ! 

4  Holy  Jesus,  every  day 
Keep  us  in  the  narrow  way; 
And  when  earthly  things  are  past, 
Bring  our  ransomed  souls  at  last, 
Where  they  need  no  star  to  guide, 
Where  no  clouds  thy  glory  hide. 


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169.  Luke  2:  14. 

1  IIakk!  what  mean  those  holy  voices, 

Sweetly  sounding  through  the  skies? 
Lo,  th'  uigelic  host  rejoices; 
Heavenly  hallelujahs  rise. 

2  Hear  them  tell  the  wondrous  story, 

Hear  them  chant  in  hymns  of  joy; 
Glory  in  the  highest,  glory ! 
Glory  be  to  God  most  high! 

3  Peace  on  earth,  good- will  from  heaven, 

Reaching  far  as  man  is  found ; 
Souls  redeemed,  and  sins  forgiven; 
Loud  our  golden  harps  shall  sound. 

4  Christ  is  born,  the  Great  Anointed ; 

Heaven  and  earth  his  praises  sing; 
Oh,  receive  whom  God  appointed, 
For  your  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King. 

5  Haste,  ye  mortals,  to  adore  him  ; 

Lea  ru  his  name,  and  taste  his  joy; 
Till  in  leaven  ye  sing  before  him, 
"  ( ilory  be  to  God  most  high." 

Cawood. 

I  '  ^*  0  Saviour. 

1  Let  our  songs  of  praise  ascending, 

Rise  to  thee,  0  God  most  high; 
While  be  .  humbly  bending, 

Glory  to  thy  name  we  cry. 

2  With  the  shepherds  in  the  story, 

Let  our  hearts  to  Bethlehem  go, 
Where  the  Lord  of  life  and  glory, 
In  a  manger  lieth  low. 


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Let  us  praise  him  in  the  height ' 
With  the  blessed  Virgin  ponder 
All  love's  mystery  and  might. 

4  Age  to  age  thy  glory  beareth 

On  the  stream  of  time  abroad  ; 
Race  to  race  thy  name  declareth, 
Son  of  Mary  !  Son  of  God ! 

5  Heaven  exults  and  earth  rejoices 

In  the  work  that  thou  hast  wrought ; 
Lord,  attune  our  trembling  voices, 
Let  us  praise  thee  as  we  ought. 


Luke  2. 


171. 

1  Hail  the  night,  all  hail  the  morn, 
When  the  Prince  of  peace  was  born  ! 
When,  amid  the  wakeful  fold, 
Tidings  good  the  angels  told. 

2  Now  our  solemn  chant  we  raise 
Duly  to  the  Saviour's  praise; 
Now  with  carol  hymns  we  bless 
Christ  the  Lord,  our  Righteousness. 

3  While  resounds  the  joyful  cry, 
"  Glory  be  to  God  on  high, 

Peace  on  earth,  good-will  to  men  !" 
Gladly  we  respond,  "  Amen  ! " 

4  Thus  we  greet  this  holy  day, 
Pouring  forth  our  festive  lay; 
Thus  tre  tell,  with  saintly  mirth, 
Of  Immanuel's  wondrous  birth. 


112  Christ  our  Pattern:    His    Glory  end  Goodness, 

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1  My  dear  Redeemer,  and  my  Lord, 
I  read  my  duty  in  tliy  word ; 
But  in  thy  life  the  law  appears, 
Drawn  out  in  living  characters. 

2  Such  was  thy  truth,  and  such  thy  zeal, 
Such  deference  to  thy  Father's  will, 
Such  love,  and  meekness  so  divine, 

I  would  transcribe  and  make  them  mine. 

3  Cold  mountains  and  the  midnight  air 
Witnessed  the  fervor  of  thy  prayer  ; 
The  desert  thy  temptations  knew, 
Thy  conflict  and  thy  victory  too. 

4  Be  thou  my  pattern  ;  make  me  bear 
More  of  thy  gracious  image  here  ; 
Then  God,'the  Judge, shall  own  my  name 
Among  the  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

b  Watts. 

173.  Psalm  45. 

1  Now  be  my  heart  inspired  to  sing 
The  glories  of  my  Saviour  King: 
Jesus,  the  Lord,  how  heavenly  fair 
His  form  !  how  bright  his  beauties  are  ! 

2  O'er  all  the  sons  of  human  race 
He  shines  with  a  superior  grace; 
Love  from  his  lips  divinely  flows, 
And  blessings  all  his  state  compose. 

.3  Thy  throne,  0  (rod,  forever  stands! 
Grace  is  the  sceptre  in  thy  hands : 


Thy  laws  and  works  are  just  and  right ; 
Justice  and  grace  are  thy  delight. 

4  God,  thine  own  God,  has  richly  shed 
His  oil  of  gladness  on  thy  head  ; 
And  with  his  sacred  Spirit  blest 
His  first-born  Son  above  the  rest. 

Watts. 

174.  Tlie  Beneficence  of  Christ. 

1  When,  like  a  stranger  on  our  sphere, 
The  lowly  Jesus  wandered  here, 
Where'er  he  went,  affliction  fled, 
And  sickness  reared  her  fainting  head. 

2  The  eye  that  rolled  in  irksome  night 
Beheld  his  face,  —  for  God  is  light! 
The  opening  ear,  the  loosened  tongue, 
His  precepts  heard,  his  praises  sung. 

3  With  bounding  steps  the  halt  and  lame, 
To  hail  their  great  Deliverer  came; 
O'er  the  cold  grave  he  bowed  his  head, 
He  spake  the  word,  and  raised  the  dead 

4  Despairing  madness,  dark  and  wild, 
In  his  inspiring  presence  smiled  ; 
The  storm  of  horror  ceased  to  roll, 
And  reason  lightened  through  the  soul. 

5  Through  paths  of  loving-kindness  led, 
Where  Jesus  triumphed  we  would  tread; 
To  all,  with  willing  hands,  dispense 
The  sifts  of  our  benevolence. 

°  MONTGOMERY. 


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1  Oh!  for  a  shout  of  sacred  joy 

To  God,  the  sovereign  King; 
Let  every  land  their  tongues  employ, 
And  hymns  of  triumph  sing. 

2  Jesus,  our  God,  ascends  on  high  ; 

His  heavenly  guards  around 
Attend  him  rising  through  the  sky, 
With  trumpets'  joyful  sound. 

3  "While  angels  shout  and  praise  their  King, 

Let  mortals  learn  their  strains ; 
Let  all  the  earth  his  honor  sing;  — 
'  O'er  all  the  earth  he  reigns. 

i  Rehearse  his  praise   with  awe  profound; 
Let  knowledge  lead  the  song ; 
Nor  mock  him  with  a  solemn  sound 
Upon  a  thoughtless  tongue. 

5  In  Israel  stood  his  ancient  throne  :  — 
He  loved  that  chosen  race; 
But  now  he  calls  the  world  his  own; 
The  heathen  taste  his  grace. 

176.  Mark  10:  32. 

1  The  Saviour!  —  what  a  noble  flame 
Was  kindled  in  his  breast, 
When,  hasting  to  Jerusalem, 
He  marched  before  the  rest! 
id-will  to  men,  and  zeal  for  God, 
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lie  pants  to  r<-ach  the  cross. 
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3  With  all  his  sufferings  full  in  view, 

And  woes  to  us  unknown, 
Forth  to  the  task  his  spirit  flew: 
?T\vas  love  that  urged  him  on. 

4  Lord,  we  return  thee  what  we  can; 

Our  hearts  shall  sound  abroad 
Salvation  to  the  dying  Man, 
And  to  the  rising  God ! 

5  And  while  thy  bleeding  glories  here 

Engage  our  wondering  eyes, 
We  learn  our  lighter  cross  to  bear, 
And  hasten  to  the  skies. 

COWPER. 

177.  Psalm  22. 

1  In  deep  distress  our  Saviour  prayed 

With  mighty  cries  and  tears; 
God  heard  him  in  that  hour  of  dread, . 
And  chased  away  his  fears. 

2  Great  was  the  victory  of  his  death, 

His  throne  exalted  high: 
And  all  the  kindreds  of  the  earth 
Shall  worship,  or  shall  die. 

3  A  numerous  offspring  must  arise 

From  his  expiring  groans  ; 
They  shall  be  reckoned  in  his  eyes 
For  daughters  and  for  sons. 

4  The  meek  and  humble  souls  shall  see 

His  tabic  richly  spread; 
And  all  that  seek  the  Lord  shall  be 
With  joys  immortal  fed. 

Wattb. 


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1  Behold  the  Lamb  of  God! 
O  thou  for  sinners  slain, 
Let  it  not  be  in  vain 

That  thou  hast  died  : 
Thee  for  ni}'  Saviour  let  me  take, 
i\y  only  refuge  let  me  make 

Thy  pierced  side. 

2  Behold  the  Lamb  of  God ! 
Into  the  sacred  flood 

Of  thy  most  precious  blood 

My  soul  I  cast : 
Wash  me,  and  make  me  clean  within, 
And  keep  me  pure  from  every  sin, 

Till  life  be  past. 

?>  Behold  the  Lamb  of  God ! 
All  bail,  incarnate  Word, 
Thou  everlasting  Lord, 
Saviour  most  blest ! 


Fill  us  with  love  that  never  faints, 
Grant  us,  with  all  thy  blessed  saints, 
Eternal  rest. 


Behold  the  Lamb  of  God  ! 
Now  at  the  Fathers  side 
Is  he,  the  Crucified, 

Who  bore  our  pains. 
The  glory  of  adoring  throngs, 
The  theme  of  all  their  ceaseless  songs, 

The  Saviour  reigns ! 


I?ehold  the  Lamb  of  God  ! 
Worthy  is  he  alone, 
That  sitteth  on  the  throne 

Of  God  above  ; 
One  with  the  Ancient  of  all  days. 
One  with  the  Comforter  in  praise, 

All  light  and  love  ! 


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1/9.      "  Wounded for  our  Transgressions." 

1   Now,  my  soul,  thy  voice  upraising, 
Tell  in  sweet  and  mournful  strain, 

How  the  Crucified,  enduring 

Grief  and  wounds  and  dying  pain, 

Freely  of  his  love  was  offered, 
Sinless,  was  for  sinners  slain. 

■ !  his  hands  and  feet  are  fastened ; 

So  he  makes  his  people  free ! 
Not  a  wound  whence  blood  is  flowing 

But  a  fount  of  grace  shall  be  : 
Yea.  the  very  nails  which  nail  him 

Nail  us,  also,  to  the  tree ! 

3  Through  his  heart  the  spear  is  piercing, 

Though  his  foes  have  seen  him  die  ; 
Blood  and  water  thence  are  streaming 

In  a  tide  of  mystery  ; 
Water  from  our  guilt  to  cleanse  us, 

Blood  to  win  us  crowns  on  high. 

4  Jesus,  may  those  precious  fountains 

Life  to  thirsting  souls  afford  : 
Let  them  be  our  present  healing, 

And  at  length  our  great  reward: 
So  a  ransomed  world  shall  ev<  r 

Praise  thee,  its  redeeming  Lord. 

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180.  «  Redeemed  by  his  Blood." 

1  He,  who  once  in  righteous  vengeance 

Whelmed  the  world  beneath  the  flood, 
Once  again  in  mercy  cleansed  it 

With  his  own  most  precious  blood-, 
Coming  from  his  throne  on  high 

On  the  painful  cross  to  die. 

2  Oh,  the  wisdom  of  th'  Eternal ! 

Oh,  the  depth  of  love  divine  ! 
Oh,  the  sweetness  of  that  mercy 

Which  in  Jesus  Christ  did  shine ! 
We  were  sinners  doomed  to  die; 

Jesus  paid  the  penalty. 

3  When  before  the  Judge  we  tremble, 

Conscious  of  his  broken  laws, 
May  the  blood  of  his  atonement 

Cry  aloud,  and  plead  our  cause, 
Bid  our  guilty  terrors  cease, 

Be  our  pardon  and  our  peace. 

4  Prince  and  Author  of  salvation, 

Lord  of  majesty  supreme, 
Jesus,  praise  to  thee  be  given 

By  the  world  thou  didst  redeem  ; 
Glory  to  the  Father  be, 

And  the  Spirit,  One  with  thee  ! 

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1  When  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross 

On  which  the  Prince  of  glory  died, 
My  richest  gain  I  count  but  loss, 
And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride. 

2  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  should  boast, 

Save  in  the  death  of  Christ  my  God ; 
All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  most, 
I  sacrifice  them  to  his  blood. 

3  See,  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 

Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down : 
Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet, 
Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown  ? 

4  Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine, 

That  were  a  present  far  too  small ; 
Love  so  amazing,  so  divine, 

Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all. 

Watts. 


182. 


Luke  22 :  43. 


1  'Tis  midnight ;  and  on  Olive's  brow 

The  star  is  dimmed  that  lately  shone  : 
'Tis  midnight;  in  the  garden  now 
The  suffering  Saviour  prays  alone. 

2  'Tis  midnight,  and  from  all  removed. 

The  Saviour  wrestles  lone  with  fears; 
E'en  that  disciple  whom  he  loved 

Heeds  not  his  Master's  grief  and  tears. 

3  'Tis  midnight ;  and  for  others'  guilt 

The  Man  of  sorrows  weeps  in  blood  ; 


Yet  he  that  hath  in  anguish  knelt 
Is  not  forsaken  by  his  God. 

4  'Tis  midnight ;  and  from  ether-plains 
Is  borne  the  song  that  angels  know  ; 
Unheard  by  mortals  are  the  strains 
That  sweetly  soothe  the  Saviour's  woe. 

Tappan. 

183.  Isaiah  53:  4-6. 

1  Jesus,  whom  angel  hosts  adore, 

Became  a  man  of  griefs  for  me  ; 
In  love,  though  rich,  becoming  poor, 
That  I  through  him  enriched  might  be. 

2  Though  Lord  of  all,  above,  below, 

He  went  to  Olivet  for  me  ; 
There  drank  my  cup  of  wrath  and  woe, 
When  bleeding  in  Gethsemane. 

3  The  ever-blessed  Son  of  God 

Went  up  to  Calvary  for  me ; 
There  paid  my  debt,  there  bore  my  load, 
In  his  own  body  on  the  tree. 

4  Jesus,  whose  dwelling  is  the  skies, 

Went  down  into  the  grave  for  me; 
There  overcame  my  enemies, 
There  won  the  glorious  victory. 

5  'Tis  finished  all :  the  veil  is  rent, 

The  welcome  sure,  the  access  free  ; 
Now  then  we  leave  our  banishment, 
0  Father,  to  return  to  thee  ! 

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184.  John  19:  30. 

1  Tis  finished!  so  the  Saviour  cried, 
And  nieeklu bowed  his  head  and  died. 
Tis  finished;  yes,  the  race  is  run, 
The  battle  fought,  the  victory  won. 

2  Tis  finished  !  this  thy  dying  groan 
Shall  sins  of  every  kind  atone; 
Millions  shall  be  redeemed  from  death 
By  this  thy  last  expiring  breath. 

3  Tia  finished  !  Heaven  is  reconciled, 
And  all  the  powers  of  darkness  spoiled ; 
Peace,  love,  and  happiness  again 
Return,  and  dwell  with  sinful  men. 

4  'Tis  finished  !  let  the  joyful  sound 

Be  heard  through  all  the  nations  round  : 

a  finished  !  let  the  echo  fly 
Through  heaven  and  hell,  through  earth 
and  sky. 

Stexxett. 

185.  Christ's  Dying  Love. 

1  L<  mn,  when  my  thoughts  delighted  rove 
Amid  the  wonders  of  thy  love, 

Sweet  hope  revives  my  drooping  heart, 
And  bids  intending  fears  depart. 

2  The  Lord  of  life,  the  Saviour,  dies 
For  mortal  crimes  a  saerili' 

What  love,  what  mercy,  how  divine  ! 
Jesus,  and  can  1  call  thee  mine? 

3  Be  all  in v  heart  and  all  my  days 
Devoted  to  my  Saviour's  praise  : 
And  let  my  glad  obedience  prove 

much  1  owe,  how  much  I  love. 

MBS.  Sn:i:i.r- 


186.  l  John  2:  1. 

1  He  lives!  the  great  Redeemer  lives  ! 
"What  joy  the  blest  assurance  gives  ! 
And  now  before  his  Father,  God. 
Pleads  the  full  merit  of  his  blood. 

2  Repeated  crimes  awake  our  fears, 

And  justice  armed  with  frowns  appears  ; 
But  in  the  Saviour's  lovely  face 
Sweet  mercy  smiles,  and  all  is  peace. 

3  In  every  dark,  distressful  hour, 
When  sin  and  Satan  join  their  power, 
Let  this  dear  hope  repel  the  dart, 
That  Jesus  bears  us  on  his  heart. 

4  Great  Advocate,  Almighty  Friend  ! 
On  him  our  humble  hopes  depend  ; 
Our  cause  can  never,  never  fail, 
F\>r  Jesus  pleads,  and  must  prevail. 

JIks.  Steele. 

187.  The  Cross. 

1  On,  the  sweet  wonders  of  that  cross 

Where  my  Redeemer  loved  and  died  ! 

Her  noblest  life  my  spirit  draws      [side. 

From  his  dear  wounds    and  bleeding 

2  I  would  forever  speak  his  name 

In  sounds  to  mortal  ears  unknown  j 

With  angels  join  to  praise  the  Lamb, 

And  worship  at  his  Father's  throne. 

Watts. 

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Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below; 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host, 
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1  Our  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead  ; 

Our  Jesus  is  gone  up  on  high  ; 
The  powers  of  hell  are  captive  led, 
Dragged  to  the  portals  of  the  sky. 

2  There  his  triumphal  chariot  waits, 

And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay  : 
"  Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  gates, 
Ye  everlasting  doors,  give  way !  " 

o  Loose  all  your  bars  of  massy  light, 

And  wide  unfold  th'  ethereal  scene  ; 
He  claims  these  mansions  as  his  right ; 
Receive  the  King  of  glory  in. 

4  Who  is  the  King  of  glory,  who  ? 

The  Lord  that  all  his  foes  o'ercame  ; 
That  sin  and  death  and  hell  o'erthrew  ; 
And  Jesus  is  the  conqueror's  name. 

r>  Lo !  his  triumphal  chariot  waits, 

And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay:  — 
"Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  gates, 
Ye  everlasting  doors,  give  way  ! " 


C.  Wesley. 


189. 


Christ  Victorious. 


Hail  to  the  Prince  of  life  and  peace, 

Who  holds  the  keys  of  death  and  hell ! 
The  spacious  world  unseen  is  his, 
And  sovereign  power  becomes  him  well. 

In  shame  and  anguish  once  he  died  ; 

But  now  he  lives  for  evermore  : 
Bow  down,  ye  Baints  around  his  seat, 

And,  all  ye  angel-hands,  adore. 


3  So  live  forever,  glorious  Lord,  [friends ; 

To   crush   thy   foes,    and  guard   thy 
While  all  thy  chosen^ tribes  rejoice 
That  thy  dominion  never  ends. 

4  Forever  reign,  victorious  King  !  [known, 

Wide  through  the  earth  thy  name  be 
And  call  my  longing  soul  to  sing 
Sublimer  anthems  near  thy  throne. 
Doddridge. 
190.  Luke  24:  26. 

1  He  dies  !    the  Friend  of  sinners  dies ! 

Lo  !  Salem's  daughters  weep  around  : 
A  solemn  darkness  veils  the  skies ; 
A  sudden  trembling  shakes  the  ground. 

2  Here's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree  : 

The  Lord  of  glory  dies  for  men  ! 
But,  lo  !  what  sudden  joys  we  see,  — 
Jesus  the  dead  revives  again  ! 

3  The  rising  God  forsakes  the  tomb  ; 

Up  to  his  Father's  court  he  flies ; 
Cherubic  legions  guard  him  home, 
And  shout  him  welcome  to  the  skies. 

4  Break  off  your  tears,  ye  saints,  and  tell 

I  low  high  our  great  Deliverer  reigns  ; 
Sing  how  he  spoiled  the  hosts  of  hell, 
And  led  the  tyrant  death  in  chains. 

5  Say,  "Live  forever,  glorious  King, 

Bom  to  redeem,  and  strong  to  save! 
Where  now,  O  death,  where  is  thy  sting? 
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191.  1  Cor.  16:  20. 

1  CHSI8T,  the  Lord,  is  risen  to-day, 
( )ur  triumphant  lioly  day  : 

He  endured  the  cross  and  grave, 
Sinners  to  redeem  and  save. 

2  Lo !  he  rises,  mighty  King! 
Where,  0  Death!  is  now  thy  sting? 
Lo  !   he  claims  his  native  sky  ! 
Grave!  where  is  thy  victory? 

•°>  Sinners,  see  your  ransom  paid, 
Peace  with  God  forever  made  : 
With  your  risen  Saviour  rise; 
Claim  with  him  the  purchased  skies. 

4  Christ,  the  Lord,  is  risen  to-day, 
Our  triumphant  holy  day; 
Loud  the  song  of  victory  raise  ; 
Shout  the  great  Iledeemer's  praise. 

Cl'DWOKTH. 

192.  Matt.  28:  f>. 

1    BfomriNG  breaks  upon  the  tomb; 
Jesus  scatters  all  its  gloom  : 
Day  of  triumph  through  the  skies, 
the  glorious  Saviour  rise  ! 

I :  y  your  tears, 
Banish  unbelieving  fear- : 

Look  on  his  deserted  crrave, 

1  krabt  no  mon-  his  power  to  save. 

'.'>  Ye  who  are  of  death  afraid. 
Triumph- in  the  scattered  shade: 

Drive  your  anxious  caret  away, 
B    •  the  place  where  Jesus  lay. 

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193.  Job  38:  7. 

1  Soxos  of  praise  the  angels  sang, 
Heaven  with  hallelujahs  rang, 
When  Jehovalrs  work  begun, 
When  he  spake,  and  it  was  done. 

2  Songs  of  praise  awoke  the  morn, 
"When  the  Prince  of  peace  was  born  : 
Songs  of  praise  arose,  when  he 
Captive  led  captivity. 

3  Heaven  and  earth  must  pass  away  ; 
Songs  of  praise  shall  crown  that  day: 
God  will  make  new  heavens  and  earth ; 
Songs  of  praise  shall  hail  their  birth. 

4  Saints  below,  with  heart  and  voice, 
Still  in  songs  of  praise  rejoice; 
Learning  here,  by  faith  and  love, 
Songs  of  praise  to  sing  above. 

5  Borne  upon  their  latest  breath 
Songs  of  praise  shall  conquer  death  ; 
Then,  amid  eternal  joy, 

Songs  of  praise  their  powers  employ. 
Montgomery. 

iy4.  Hymn  nf  the  Resurrection. 

1  Jesus  Christ  is  risen  to-day, — 
( >ur  triumphant  holy  day, — 
Who  did  once,  upon  the  cross, 
Suffer  to  redeem  our  loss. 

2  Hymns  of  praise  then  let  us  sing 
Unto  Christ,  our  heavenly  King; 
Who  endured  the  CTOSS  and  grave, 
Sinners  to  redeem  and  save. 


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195.  John  14:  3. 

1  The  golden  gates  are  lifted  up, 

The  doors  are  opened  wide, 
The  King  of  glory  is  gone  in 
Unto  his  Father's  side. 

2  Thou  art  gone  up  before  us,  Lord, 

To  make  for  us  a  place, 
That  we  may  be  where  now  thou  art, 
And  look  upon  God's  face. 

3  And  ever  on  thine  earthly  path 

A  gleam  of  glory  lies; 
A  light  still  breaks  behind  the  cloud 
That  veils  thee  from  our  eyes. 

4  Lift  up  our  hearts,  lift  up  our  minds, 

Let  thy  dear  grace  be  given, 

That  while  we  tarry  here  below, 

Our  treasure  be  in  heaven  ! 

5  That  where  thou  art,  at  God's  right  hand, 

Our  hope,  our  love  may  be  ; 
Dwell  thou  in  us,  that  we  may  dwell 
For  evermore  in  thee ! 

1  y  v}  •  A  present  Ch  rist. 

1  Oh,  say  to  all  men,  far  and  near, 

That  Christ  is  risen  again  ! 
That  Christ  is  with  us,  now  and  here, 
And  ever  shall  remain. 

2  Now  let  the  mourner  grieve  no  more, 

Though  his  beloved  sleep; 
A  happier  meeting  shall  restore 
Their  Light  to  eyes  that  weep. 


3  The  way  of  darkness  that  he  trod, 

To  heaven,  at  last,  shall  come ; 
And  he  who  hearkens  to  Christ's  word, 
Shall  reach  his  Father's  home. 

4  Now  every  heart  each  noble  deed 

With  new  resolve  may  dare  ; 
A  glorious  harvest  shall  the  seed, 
In  happier  regions,  bear. 

Novalis. 

iy  I  •  Christ  Risen  and  Reigning. 

1  Ye  humble  souls  that  seek  the  Lord, 

Chase  all  your  fears  away  ; 
And  bow  with  reverence  down,  to  see 
The  place  where  Jesus  lay. 

2  Thus  low  the  Lord  of  life  was  brought, 

Such  wonders  love  can  do ! 
Thus  cold  in  death  that  bosom  lay, 
Which  throbbed  and  bled  for  you. 

3  If  ye  have  wept  at  yonder  cross, 

And  still  your  sorrows  rise,      [grave. 
Stoop  down   and   view    the  vanquished 
Then  wipe  your  weeping  eyes. 

4  Then  dry  your  tears,  and  tune  yoursongS, 

The  Saviour  lives  again  ; 
Not  all  the  bolts  and  bars  of  death 
The  Conqueror  could  detain. 

5  High  o'er  th'  angelic  band  he  rears 

His  once  dishonored  head  ;       [reigns 
And    through    unnumbered     years     he 
Who  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

Doddridge. 


The  Suffering'  Saviour  Exalted. 


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198.  God  a  »ur«  D<  fence. 

1  Ye  humble  souls,  approach  your  God 
With  songs  of  sacred  praise  ; 
For  he  is  good,  supremely  good] 

And  kind  are  all  his  ways. 

2'  All  nature  owns  his  guardian  care  ; 
In  him  we  live  and  move ; 
But  nobler  benefits  declare 
The  wonders  of  his  love. 

3  He  gave  his  well-beloved  Son, 

save  our  souls  from  sin: 
'Tis  here  he  makes  his  goodness  known, 
And  proves  it  all  divine. 

4  To  this  dear  Refuge,  Lord,  we  come, 

And  here  our  hope  relies;' 
A  safe  defence,  a  peaceful  home, 
When  storms  of  trouble  rise. 

.)  Thine  eve  beholds,  with  kind  regard, 
The  souls  who  trust  in  thee ; 
Their  humble  hope  thou  wilt  reward 
With  bliss  divinely  free. 

6  Great  God  !  to  thine  almighty  love 
What  honors  shall  we  raise  ? 
Not  all  the  raptured  songs  above 
Can  render  equal  praise. 

Mbs.  Steele. 

iyy.  Tlie  Bi$en  Saviour. 

1  Triumphant,  Christ  a>cends  on  high, 

The  glorious  work  complete; 
Sin,  death,  and  hell,  low  vanquished  lie, 
Beneath  his  awful  feet. 

2  There,  with  eternal  glory  crowmed, 
The  Lord,  the  Conqueror,  reigns  ; 

His  praise  the  heavenly  choirs  resound. 
In  their  immortal  strains. 

3  Amid  the  splendors  of  his  throne, 

I'li-lianging  love  appears ; 
The  names  he  purchased  for  his  own, 
Still  "ii  his  heart  he  bears. 

4  Oh.  the  rich  depths  of  love  divine! 

Of  bliss  a  boundless  store : 

Saviour,  let  me  call  thee  mine  ; 
I  cannot  wish  for  more 

th»-e  alone  my  hop.-  relies; 
Beneath  thy  cross  I  fall; 


My  Lord,  my  life,  my  sacrifice, 
My  Saviour,  and  my  all. 

Mrs.  Steele. 
^UU.       The  Suffering  Saviour  exalted. 

1  He,  who  on  earth  as  man  was  known, 

And  bore  our  sins  and  pains, 
Now,  seated  on  th'  eternal  throne, 
The  God  of  glory  reigns. 

2  His  hands  the  wheels  of  nature  guide 

With  an  unerring  skill  ; 
And  countless  worlds,  extended  wide, 
Obey  his  sovereign  will. 

',]  While    harps   unnumbered    sound    his 
In  3'onder  world  above,  [praise 

His  saints  on  earth  admire  his  ways, 
And  glory  in  his  love. 

4  "When  troubles,  like  a  burning  sun, 

Beat  heavy  on  their  head  ; 

To  this  almighty  rock  they  run, 

And  find  a  pleasing  shade. 

5  How  glorious  he,  how  happy  they, 

In  such  a  glorious  friend  ! 
"Whose  love  secures  them  all  the  way, 
And  crowns  them  at  the  end. 

Newton. 

201.  Rev.  5:  6-10. 

1  Behold  the  glories  of  the  Lamb 

Amid  his  Father's  throne  : 
Prepare  new  honors  for  his  name, 
And  songs  before  unknown. 

2  Let  elders  worship  at  his  feet, 

The  Church  adore  around, 
With  vials  full  of  odors  sweet, 
And  harps  of  sweeter  sound. 

3  Now  to  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain 

Be  endless  blessings  paid  ; 
Salvation,  glory,  joy  remain 
Forever  on  thy  head. 

4  Thou  hast  redeemed  oursouls  with  blood, 

Hast  set  the  prisoners  free, 
Oast  made  us  kings  and  priests  to  God, 
And  we  shall  reign  with  thee. 

r>  The  worlds  of  nature  and  of  grace 
Are  put  beneath  thy  power; 

Then  shorten  these  delaying  days. 
And  bring  the  promised  hour. 

Watts. 


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1  "  The  Lord  is  risen  indeed  :  " 

Now  is  his  work  performed ; 

Now  is  the  mighty  Captive  freed, 

And  death  our  foe  disarmed. 

2  "  The  Lord  is  risen  indeed  :  " 

The  grave  has  lost  its  prey  ; 
With  him  is  risen  the  ransomed  seed 
To  reign  in  endless  day. 

o  "  The  Lord  is  risen  indeed  :  " 
He  lives,  to  die  no  more ; 
He  lives,  the  sinner's  cause  to  plead, 
Whose  curse  and  shame  he  bore. 

4  "  The  Lord  is  risen  indeed  :  " 

Attending  angels  hear ; 
Up  to  the  courts  of  heaven  with  speed, 
The  joyful  tidings  bear. 

5  Then  take  your  golden  lyres, 

And  strike  each  cheerful  chord ; 
Join  all  the  bright  celestial  choirs, 


To  sing  our  risen  Lord  ! 


Kelly. 


203.  Rev.  15:  3,4. 

1   Awake,  and  sing  the  song 
Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb  ; 
Wake,  every  heart  and  every  tongue 
To  praise  the  Saviour's  name. 

f  Sing  of  his  dying  love  ; 

Sing  of*  his  rising  power  ; 
Sing  how  he  intercedes  above 
For  those  whose  sins  he  bore. 


3  Ye  pilgrims  on  the  road 

To  Zion's  city,  sing  ! 
Rejoice  ye  in  the  Lamb  of  God,  — 
In  Christ,  th'  eternal  King. 

4  Soon  shall  we  hear  him  say, — 

"  Ye  blessed  children,  come  ;  " 
Soon  will  he  call  us  hence  away, 
And  take  his  wand'rers  home. 

5  Then  shall  each  raptured  tongue 

His  endless  praise  proclaim, 
And  sweeter  voices  tune  the  song 
Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb. 

Hammoxd. 


204. 


John  3  :  17. 


Raise  your  triumphant  songs 

To  an  immortal  tune ; 
Wide  let  the  earth  resound  the  deeds 

Celestial  grace  has  done. 

Sing  how  eternal  love 

Its  chief  Beloved  chose, 
And  bade  him  raise  our  wretched  race 

From  their  abyss  of  woes. 

'Twas  mercy  filled  the  throne, 
And  wrath  stood  silent  bjT, 

When  Christ  was  sent  with 
To  rebels  doomed  to  die. 

Now,  sinners,  dry  your  tears; 

Let  hopeless  sorrow  cease  : 
Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  his  love, 

And  take  the  offered  peace. 

WATT8. 


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2  Ye  mourning  saints,  dry  every  tear 

For  your  departed  Lord, 

hold  the  place,  he  is  not  here  !  " 

The  tomb  is  all  unbarred  : 
The  gates  of  death  were  closed  in  vain, 
The  L<»nl  is  risen,  he  lives  again. 

3  Now  cheerful  to  the  house  of  prayer, 

Your  early  footsteps  bend; 
The  Saviour  will  himself  be  there, 

Your  Advocate  and  Friend  : 
•e  by  the  law  your  hopes  were  slain, 
But  now,  in  Christ,  ye  live  again. 

4  How  tranquil  now  the  rising  day! 

Ti>  Jesus  still  appears, 
A  risen  Lord,  to  chase  away 

ir  unbelieving  fears: 
Oh.  w  •  p  no  more  your  comforts  slain, 
The  Lord  is  risen,  he  lives  again. 

1  when  the  shades  of  evening  fall, 
When  life's  last  hour  draws  nigh, 
If  Jesus  shines  upon  the  soul, 

How  blissful  then  to  die ! 
Since  he  hath  risen  that  once  was  slain, 
die  in  Christ  to  live  again. 

Hastings. 


206.  Matt.  26:  36-46. 

1  He  knelt :  the  Saviour  knelt  and  prayed, 

When  but  his  Father's  eve 
Looked  thro'  the  lonely  garden's  shade, 

On  that  dread  agony  ; 
The  Lord  of  all  above,  beneath, 
Was  bowed  with  sorrow  unto  death. 

2  He  knew  them  all :  the  doubt,  the  strife, 

The  faint,  perplexing  dread; 
The  mists  that  hang  o'er  parting  life, 

All  darkened  round  his  head  ; 
And  the  Deliverer  knelt  to  pray;  — 
Yet  passed  it  not,  that  cup,  away. 

3  It  passed  not,  though  the  stormy  wave 

Had  sunk  beneath  his  tread; 
It  passed  not,  though  to  him  the  grave 

Had  yielded  up  its  dead  : 
But  there  was  sent  him  from  on  high, 
A  gift  of  strength  for  man  to  die. 

4  And  was  his  mortal  hour  beset 

With  anguish  and  dismay  ? 
How  may  we  meet  our  conflict  jet 

In  the  dark,  narrow  way  '.' 
How  but  thro'  him,  that  path  who  trod? 
Save  or  we  perish,  Son  of  God! 

IfBB.  Hkmaub. 


124  Jesus   Christ   Crowned  and    Worshipped. 

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1  All  hail  !  the  power  of  Jesus'  name  ! 

Let  angels  prostrate  fall, 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

2  Crown  him,  ye  martyrs  of  our  God, 

Who  from  his  altar  call ; 
Extol  the  stein  of  Jesse's  rod, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

3  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race, 

Ye  ransomed  from  the  fall, 
Hail  Him  who  saves  you  by  his  grace, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

4  Sinners,  whose  love  can  ne'er  forget 

The  wormwood  and  the  gall: 
Go,  spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

5  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe, 

On  this  terrestrial  ball, 

To  him  all  majesty  ascribe, 

And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

Duncan. 

208.  Heb.  2:9. 

1  THE  head  that  once  was   crowned  with 

Is  crowned  with  glory  now;    [thorns 
A  royal  diadem  adorns 
The  mighty  Victor's  brow. 

2  The  highest  place  that  heaven  affords 

Is  his  l»y  sovereign  right; 
Th<*  King  of  kings,  and  Lord  of  lords. 
He  reigns  in  glory  bright 


3  Jesus,  the  joy  of  all  above  ! 

The  joy  of  all  below, 
To  whom  he  manifests  his  love, 
And  grants  his  name  to  know. 

4  To  them  the  cross,  with  all  its  shame, 

With  all  its  grace  is  given ; 
Their  name  —  an  everlasting  name, 
Their  joy  —  the  joy  of  heaven. 

5  To  them  the  cross  is  life  and  health, 

Though  shame  and  death  to  him  : 
His  people's  hope,  his  people's  wealth, 


Their  everlasting  theme. 


Kelly. 


209.  Rev.  5:9. 

1  Come  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 

With  angels  round  the  throne ; 
Ten  thousand  thousand  are  their  tongues, 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 

2  Worthy  the  Land)  that  died,  they  cry, 

To  be  exalted  thus  ; 
Worthy  the  Lamb,  our  lips  reply, 
For  he  was  slain  for  us. 

3  Jesus  is  worthy  to  receive 

Honor  and  power  divine; 
And  blessings  more  than  we  can  give, 
Be,  Lord,  forever  thine. 

4  The  whole  creation  join  in  one 

To  bless  the  sacred  name 
Of  him  who  sits  upon  the  throne, 
And  to  adore  the  Lamb. 

Watts. 


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210.     The  Voice  from  Calvary.  — John  19:  30. 

1   Hark]  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy 
Sounds  aloud  from  Calvary  ; 
B  >•!  it  rends  the  rocks  asunder, 
Shakes  the  earth  and  veils  the  sky : 
«  It  is  finished  !  " 
Hear  the  dying  Saviour  cry. 

I  "  It  is  finished  !  "  —  Oh,  what  pleasure 
Do  these  charming  words  afford ! 
Heavenly  blessings,  without  measure, 
Flow  to  us  from  Christ,  the  Lord : 
"  It  is  finished!" 
Saints,  the  dying  words  record. 

3  Tune  your  harps  anew,  ye  seraphs; 
Join  to  sing  the  pleasing  theme  : 
All  on  earth  and  all  in  heaven, 
Join  to  praise  Immanuel's  name  : 
Hallelujah  ! 
Glory  to  the  bleeding  Lamb ! 

Fbaxcis. 

^11  •  Adoration  of  Christ. 

1  Crown  his  head  with  endless  blessing, 

Who.  in  God  the  Father's  name, 
With  compassion  never  ceasing, 
Comes,  salvation  to  proclaim. 

2  Lo.  Jehovah,  we  adore  thee  ! 

Thee,  dpi  Saviour  —  thee  our  God! 
From  thy  throne  let  beams  of  glory 

Shine  through  all  the  world  abroad. 


3  Jesus  !  thee  our  Saviour  hailing, 

Thee  our  God  in  praise  we  own  ; 
Highest  honors,  never  failing, 
Rise  eternal  round  thy  throne. 

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4  Now,  ye  saints,  his  power  confessing, 

In  your  grateful  strains  adore  ; 
For  his  mercy  never  ceasing, 
Flows  and  flows  for  evermore. 


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Hark  !  ten  thousand  harps  and  voices 
Sound  the  note  of  praise  above  : 

Jesus  reigns,  and  heaven  rejoices; 
Jesus  reigns,  the  God  of  love  ; 

See,  he  sits  on  yonder  throne  ; 

Jesus  rules  the  world  alone. 

2  King  of  glory,  reign  forever! 

Thine  an  everlasting  crown; 
Nothing  from  thy  love  shall  sever 

Those  whom   thou  hast    made    thine 
.  Happy  objects  of  thy  grace,  [own  : 

Destined  to  behold  thy  face. 

3  Saviour,  hasten  thine  appearing; 

Bring,  oh,  bring  the  glorious  day, 
When,  the  awful  summons  hearing, 

Heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away! 
Then,  with  golden  harps,  we'll  sing, 
"  Glory,  glory  to  our  King  !  " 

Kellt. 


126      Christ :    Going  to  Die,  Coming  to  Judge,  Equal  with  God. 


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2  Ride  on,  ride  on  in  majesty ! 

The  winged  squadrons  of  the  sky  [eyes, 
Look  down,  with  sad  and  wondering 
To  see  th'  approaching  sacrifice. 

3  Ride  on,  ride  on  in  majesty ! 

Thy  last  and  fiercest  strife  is  nigh : 
The  Father,  on  his  sapphire  throne, 
Expects  his  own  anointed  Son. 

4  Ride  on,  ride  on  in  majesty ! 
In  lowly  pomp  ride  on  to  die : 
Bow  thy  meek  head  to  mortal  pain; 
Then  take,  0  God,  thy  power,  and  reign. 

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214.  •  Psalm  97. 

1  He  reigns  ;  the  Lord,  the  Saviour,  reigns ; 
Praise  him  in  evangelic  strains  : 

Let  the  whole  earth  in  songs  rejoice, 
And  distant  islands  join  their  voice. 

2  Deep  are  his  counsels  and  unknown, 
But  grace  and  truth  support  his  throne, 
Though  gloomy  clouds  his  way  surround, 
Justice  is  their  eternal  ground. 

3  In  robes  of  judgment,  lo,  he  comes  ! 
Shakes  the  wide  earth,  and  cleaves  the 

tombs ; 
Before  him  burns  devouring  fire; 
Tin;  mountains  melt,  the  seas  retire. 

4  His  enemies,  with  sore  dismay, 

V\y  from  tlic  Bight,  and  shun  the  day  : 
Then  lift  your  heads,  ye  saints,  on  high, 
And  sing,  for  your  redemption's  nigh. 

W.vrrs. 


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AiO.        "  Unto  the  Lamb  forever."— Itev.  5. 

1  What  equal  honors  shall  we  bring 

To  thee,  O  Lord  our  God,  the  Lamb, 
.When  all  the  notes  that  angels  sing 
Are  far  inferior  to  thy  name? 

2  Worthy  is  he  who  once  was  slain, 

The  Prince    of  peace,  who    groaned 
and  died ; 
Worthy  to  rise  and  live  and  reign 
At  his  almighty  .Father's  side. 

3  Blessings  forever  on  the  Lamb, 

Who  bore  the  curse  for  wretched  men  ! 
Let  angels  sound  his  sacred  name, 
And  every  creature  say,  Amen  ! 

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216.  Phil.  2:  6-8. 

1  Bright  King  of  glory,  dreadful  God  ! 

Our  spirits  bow  before  thy  feet : 
To  thee  we  lift  an  humble  thought, 
And  worship  at  thine  awful  seat. 

2  A  thousand  seraphs  strong  and  bright 

Stand  round  the  glorious  Deity  ; 
But  who,  among  the  sons  of  light. 
Pretends  comparison  with  thee? 

3  Yet  there  is  one  of  human  frame; 

Jesus,  arrayed  in  flesh  and  blood, 
Thinks  it  no  robbery  to  claim 
A  full  equality  with  God. 

4  Their  glory  shines  with  equal  beams: 

Their  essence  is  forever  one.  [names, 
Though  they  are   known    by  different 

The  Father  God,  and  God  the  Son. 

Watts. 


Worship  of  Christ.    Offices  of  Christ. 


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1  Around  tlie  Saviour's  lofty  throne, 

Ten  thousandtiinestenthousandsing; 
They  worship  him  as  God  alone, 
And  crown  him  everlasting  King. 

2  Approach,  ye  saints  !  this  God  is  yours ! 

'Tis  Jesus  fills  the  throne  above  : 

Ye  cannot  want  while  God  endures; 

Ye  cannot  fail  while  God  is  love. 

3  Jesus,  thou  everlasting  King ! 

To  thee  the  praise  of  heaven  belongs ; 
Yet  smile  on  us,  who  fain  would  bring 
The  tribute  of  our  humble  songs. 

4  Though  sin  defile  our  worship  here, 

We  hope  ere  long  thy  face  to  view  ; 
And  when    our  souls  in  heaven  appear, 
Well  praise  thy  name  as  angels  do. 

Kelly. 

218.  «  Worthy  the  Lamb."  —  Rev.  5. 

1  COME,  let  us  sing  the  song  of  songs, 
The  saints  in  heaven  began  the  strain, 
Th»-  homage  which  to  Christ  belongs : 
*•  Worthy  the  Lamb,  for  he  was  slain  ! " 

Slain  to  redeem  us  by  his  blood, 
T<»  cleanse  from  every  sinful  stain, 

And  make  us  kings  and  priests  to  God, 
"Worthy  the  Lamb,  for  he  was  slain!" 

3  To  him,  enthroned  by  filial  right, 

All  power  in  heaven  and  earth  pro- 
claim,. 
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4  -Long  as  we  live,  and  when  we  die, 

And  while  in  heaven  with  him   we 
_  reign; 
This  song,  our  song  of  songs  shall  be  : 
"  Worthy  the  Lamb,  for  he  was  slain  ! " 

MONTGOMERY. 
<^19.  Worship  of  Christ. 

1  Worthy  the  Lamb  of  boundless  sway, 

In  earth  and  heaven  the  Lord  of  all : 
Let  all  the  powers  of  earth  obey, 
And  low  before  his  footstool  fall. 

2  Higher,  still  higher,  swell  the  strain ; 

Creation's  voice  the  note  prolong  ! 
Jesus,  the  Lamb,  shall  ever  reign  : 
Let  hallelujahs  crown  the  song! 

Shirley. 
220.  The  Offices  of  Christ. 

1  Now  to  the  Lord  who  makes  us  know 

The  wonders  of  his  dying  love, 
Be  humble  honors  paid  below, 

And  strains  of  nobler  praise  above. 

2  To  Jesus,  our  atoning  Priest, 

To  Jesus,  our  exalted  King, 
Be  everlasting  power  confessed, 
And  every  tongue  his  glory  sing. 

3  Behold!  on  flying  clouds  he  comes, 

And  every  eye  shall  Bee  him  move: 
Though  with  our  sins  we  pierced  him 
once, 
Then  he  displays  his  pardoning  love. 

4  The  unbelieving  world  shall  wail, 

While  we  rejoice  to  Bee  the  day: 
Come,  Lord!  nor  let;  thy  promise  fail, 
Nor  let  thy  chariot  long  delay. 

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221.  Rom.  5:  5. 

1  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove  ! 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers; 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

2  Look,  how  we  grovel  here  below, 

Fond  of  these  trifling  to}^s  ; 
Our  souls  can  neither  fly  nor  go 
To  reach  eternal  joys. 

0  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  songs, 

In  vain  we  strive  to  rise  ; 
Hosannas  languish  On  our  tongues, 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

4  Dear  Lord  !  and  shall  we  ever  live 

At  this  poor  dying  rate  ? 
Our  love  so  faint,  so  cold  to  thee, 
And  thine  to  us  so  great  ? 

5  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers ; 
Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours. 

Watts. 

222.  John  16:  7. 

1  Oint  blest  Redeemer,  ere  he  breathed 

His  tender,  hist  farewell, 
A  Guide,  a  Comforter  bequeathed, 
With  us  on  earth  to  dwell. 

2  He  (tame  in  tongues  of  living  flame, 

To  teach,  convince,  subdue; 
All-powerful  as  the  wind  he  came, 
And  all  as  viewless  too. 


3  And  his  that  gentle  voice  we  hear, 

Soft  as  the  breath  of  even,  [fear, 

That  checks  each  fault,  that  calms  each 
And  whispers  us  of  heaven. 

4  And  every  virtue  we  possess, 

And  every  virtue  won, 
And  every  thought  of  holiness 
Are  his  and  his  alone. 

5  Spirit  of  purit}'  and  grace, 

Our  weakness  pitying  see  ; 

Oh,  make  our  hearts  thy  dwelling-place. 

Purer  and  worthier  thee. 

Lyte. 

223.  Rom."  8:  14-16.    Eph.  1:13. 

1  Why  should  the  children  of  a  King 

Go  mourning  all  their  days  ? 
Great  Comforter,  descend,  and  bring 
Some  tokens  of  thy  grace. 

2  Dost  thou  not  dwell  in  all  the  saints. 

And  seal  the  heirs  of  heaven  ? 
When  wilt  thou  banish  my  complaints, 
And  show  my  sins  forgiven  ? 

3  Assure  my  conscience  of  her  part 

In  the  Redeemer's  blood  ; 
And  bear  thy  witness  with  my  heart, 
That  I  am  born  of  God. 


4  Thou  art  the  earnest  of  his  love, 

The  pledge  of  joys  to  come; 

And  thy  soft  wings,  celestial  Dove, 

Will  safe  convey  me  home. 

Watts. 


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1  Come,  gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
With  light  and  comfort  from  above ; 
Be  thou  our  guardian,  thou  our  guide, 
O'er  every  thought  and  step  preside. 

2  The  light  of  truth  to  us  display, 

And  make  us  know  and  choose  thy  way ; 
Plant  holy  fear  in  every  heart, 
That  we  from  God  may  ne?er  depart. 

3  Lead  us  to  holiness,  the  road 

That  we  must  take  to  dwell  with  God ; 
Lead  us  to  Christ,  the  living  way, 
Nor  let  us  from  his  precepts  stray. 

225.  Work  of  the  Spirit. 

1  Eternal  Spirit !  we  confess 

And  sing  the  wonders  of  thy  grace  ; 
Thy  power  conveys  our  blessings  down 
From  God  the  Father  and  the  Son. 

2  Enlightened  by  thy  heavenly  ray, 
Our  shades  and  darkness  turn  to  day; 
Thine  inward  teachings  make  us  know 
Our  danger  and  our  refuge  too. 

3  Thy  power  and  glory  work  within, 
And  break  the  chains  of  reigning  sin  ; 
Do  our  imperious  lusts  subdue, 

And  form  our  wretched  hearts  anew. 

4  The    troubled    conscience     knows    thy 

voice ; 
Thy  cheering  words  awake  our  joys  ; 
Thy  words  allay  the  stormy  wind, 
And  calm  the  surges  of  the  mind. 

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1  Creator  Spirit !  by  whose  aid 

The  world's  foundations  first  were  laid, 
Come,  visit  every  waiting  mind  ; 
Come,  pour  thy  joys  on  human-kind. 

2  Thrice  holy  Fount,  thrice  holy  Fire, 
Our  hearts  with  heavenly  love  inspire ; 
Come,  and  thy  sacred  unction  bring 
To  sanctify  us,  while  we  sing. 

3  Our  frailties  help,  our  wills  control, 
Subdue  the  senses  to  the  soul ; 

And  when  rebellious  they  are  grown, 
Then  lay  thy  hand,  and  hold  them  down.. 

4  Make  us  eternal  truths  receive, 
And  practise  all  that  we  believe  ; 
Give  us  thyself,  that  we  may  see 
The  Father  and  the  Son,  by  thee. 

Dry  den's  Teaks. 

AAl.  Invocation  of  the  Spirit. 

1  Come,  Holy  Spirit !  calm  my  mind, 

And  fit  me  to  approach  my  God ; 
Remove  each  vain,  each  worldly  thought,. 
And  lead  me  to  thy  blest  abode. 

2  Hast  thou  imparted  to  my  soul 

A  living  spark  of  holy  fire? 
Oh  !   kindle  now  the  sacred  flame; 
Make  me  to  burn  with  pure  desire. 

3  A  brighter  faith  and  hope  impart, 

And  let  me  now  my  Saviour  sec  ■ 
Oh  !  soothe  and  cheer  my  burdened  heart, 
And  bid  my  spirit  rest  in  thee. 

BUBDEK. 


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Ancient  Hymn  to  the  Holy  Ghost. 

Holy  Spirit  !  Lord  of  light ! 
From  thy  clear  celestial  height, 

Thy  pure  beaming  radiance  give. 
Come,  thou  Father  of  the  poor  ! 
Come,  with  treasures  which  endure  ! 

Come,  thou  Light  of  all  that  live  ! 

Thou  of  all  consolers  best, 
Visiting  the  troubled  breast, 

Dost  refreshing  peace  bestow; 
Thou  in  toil  art  comfort  sweet, 
Pleasant  coolness  in  the  heat, 

Solace  in  the  midst  of  woe. 

Light  immortal !  Light  divine ! 
Visit  thou  these  hearts  of  thine, 

And  our  inmost  being  fill: 
If  thou  take  thy  grace  away, 
Nothing  pure  in  man  will  stay; 

All  his  good  is  turned  to  ill. 

Heal  our  wounds,  our  strength  renew; 
On  our  dryness  pour  thy  dew  ; 

Wash  the  stains  of  guilt  away: 
Bend  the  stubborn  heart  and  will ; 
Melt  the  frozen,  warm  the  chill; 

Guide  the  steps  that  go  astray. 

Thou,  on  those  who  evermore 
Thee  confess,  and  thee  adore, 

In  thy  sevenfold  gifts,  descend; 
Give  them  comfort  when  they  die  ; 
Give  them  life  with  thee  on  high ; 

Give  them  joys  which  never  end. 

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1  Gracious  Spirit,  Love  divine  ! 
Let  thy  light  within  me  shine ; 
All  my  guilty  fears  remove, 
Fill  me  with  thy  heavenly  love. 

2  Speak  thy  pardoning  grace  to  me, 
Set  the  burdened  sinner  free  ; 
Lead  me  to  the  Lamb  of  God, 
Wash  me  in  his  precious  blood. 

3  Life  and  peace  to  me  impart, 
Seal  salvation  on  my  heart; 
Breathe  thyself  into  my  breast, — 
Earnest  of  immortal  rest. 

4  Let  me  never  from  thee  stray, 
Keep  me  in  the  narrow  way; 
Fill  my  soul  with  joy  divine, 
Keep  me,  Lord!  forever  thine. 

Stockeb. 

230.  The  Writ  invoiced. 

1  Holt  Ghost,  thou  Source  of  light! 

We  invoke  thy  kindling  ray  : 

Dawn  upon  our  spirits'  night, 
Turn  our  darkness  into  day. 

2  To  the  anxious  soul  impart 

Hope,  all  other  hopes  above; 
Stir  the  dull  and  hardened  heart 
#        With  a  longing  and  a  love. 


3  Give  the  struggling,  peace  for  strife  ; 

Give  the  doubting,  light  for  gloom ; 
Speed  the  living  into  life, 

Warn  the  dying  of  their  doom. 

4  Work  in  all,  in  all  renew, 

Day  by  day,  the  life  divine  ; 
All  our  wills  to  thee  subdue, 
All  our  hearts  to  thee  incline. 


231. 

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2  Cor.  1 :  22. 


Holy  Ghost,  with  light  divine, 
Shine  upon  this  heart  of  mine  ; 
Chase  the  shades  of  night  away, 
Turn  my  darkness  into  day. 

2  Holy  Ghost,  with  power  divine, 
Cleanse  this  guilty  heart  of  mine  ; 
Long  hath  sin,  without  control, 
Held  dominion  o'er  my  soul. 

3  Holy  Ghost,  with  joy  divine, 
Cheer  this  saddened  heart  of  mine; 
Bid  my  many  woes  depart, 

Heal  my  wounded,  bleeding  heart! 

4  Holy  Spirit,  all  divine, 

Dwell  within  this  heart  of  mine; 
Cast  down  every  idol-throne  ; 
Reign  supreme,  and  reign  alone! 


Reed. 


132  The  Holy  Spirit's  Presence  and  Power. 

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Draw,  with  thy  still,  small  voice, 
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Though  earthly  joys  decay. 

3       By  thine  inspiring  breath 
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And  e'en  the  gloomy  vale  of  death, 
A  smile  of  glory  wear. 

flOu.  Presence  of  the  Spirit. 

1  The  Comforter  has  come  ; 
We  feel  his  presence  here ; 

Our  hearts  would  now  no  longer  roam, 
But  bow  in  filial  fear. 

2  This  tenderness  of  love, 

This  hush  of  solemn  power,  — 
'Tis  heaven  descending  from  above, 
To  fill  this  favored  hour. 

3  Earth's  darkness  all  has  fled, 
Hi  a\ en's  light  serenely  shines, 

And  every  heart  divinel}-  led, 
To  holy  thought  inclines. 

4  No  more  let  sin  deceive, 
Nor  earthly  cares  betray, 

Oh,  let  us  never,  never  grieve 
The  Comforter  away  ! 

^Orr.  Invocation. 

1       Come,  Holy  Spirit!  come  ; 
Let  thy  bright  beams  arise; 
Dispel  the  sorrow  from  our  minds, 
The  darkness  from  our  eyes. 


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Convince  us  of  our  sin  ; 
Then  lead  to  Jesus'  blood  : 
And  to  our  wondering  view  reveal 
The  secret  love  of  God. 

Eevive  our  drooping  faith, 
Our  doubts  and  fears  remove, 
And  kindle  in  our  breasts  the  flame 
Of  never-dying  love. 

'Tis  thine  to  cleanse  the  heart, 
To  sanctify  the  soul, 
To  pour  fresh  life  in  every  part, 
And  new  create  the  whole. 

Dwell,  Spirit !  in  our  hearts  ; 
Our  minds  from  bondage  free  ; 
Then  shall  we  know  and  praise  and  love 
The  Father,  Son,  and  Thee. 

Hart. 


235. 


Phil.  2:  13. 


'Tis  God  the  Spirit  leads 
In  paths  before  unknown  ; 
The  work  to  be  performed  is  ours, 
The  strength  is  all  his  own. 

Supported  by  his  grace, 
We  still  pursue  our  way; 
And  hope  at  last  to  reach  the  prize, 
Secure  in  endless  day. 

'Tis  he  that  works  to  will, 
'Tis  lie  that  works  to  do; 
His  is  the  power  by  which  we  act, 
His  be  the  glory  too. 


Prayer  for  the  Spirit.       The    Trinity. 


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\  O  thou  that  hearest  pra}Ter  ! 

Attend  our  humble  cry, 
And  let  thy  servants  share 

Thy  blearing  from  on  high  : 
We  plead  the  promise  of  th}7  word, 
Grant  us  thy  Holy  Spirit,  Lord  ! 

2  If  earthly  parents  hear 

Their  children  when  they  cry  ; 
If  the}-,  with  love  sincere, 

Their  children's  wants  supply; 
Much  more  wilt  thou  thy  love  display, 
And  answer  when  thy  children  pray. 

3  Our  heavenly  Father  thou,  — 

We,  children  of  thy  grace,  — 
Oh,  let  thy  Spirit  now 

send  and  fill  the  place; 
That  all  may  feel  the  heavenly  flame, 
And  all  unite  to  praise  thy  name. 

237.  Trinity. 

1  To  Him  that  chose  us  first, 
Before  the  world  began  ; 
To  Him  that  bore  the  curse 
To  save  rebellious  man: 


To  Him  that  formed 
Our  hearts  anew, 


Is  endless  praise 
And  glory  due. 


The  Father's  love  shall  run 

Through  our  immortal  songs 
We  bring  to  God  the  Son 

Hosannas  on  our  tongues  ; 


Our  lips  address 
The  Spirit's  name 


With  equal  praise, 
And  zeal  the  same. 


3  Let  every  saint  above, 

And  angel  round  the  throne, 
Forever  bless  and  love 

The  sacred  Three  in  One  ; 


Thus,    heaven  shall 

raise 
His  honors  high, 


When  earth  and  time 
Grow  old  and  die. 
Watts. 


The  Divine  Perfections. 


238. 

1  The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns: 

His  throne  is  built  on  high ; 
The  garments  he  assumes 

Are  light  and  majesty. 
His  glories  shine         1  No  mortal  eye 
With  beams  so  bright,  I  Can  bear  the  sight. 

2  The  thunders  of  his  hand 

Keep  the  wide  world  in  awe ; 
His  wrath  and  justice  stand 
To  guard  his  holy  law 


And  where  his  lovi 
Resolves  to  bless, 


His  truth  confirms 
And  seals  the  grace. 


3  Through  all  his  ancient  works 

Surprising  wisdom  shines. 
Confounds  the  powers  of  hell, 
And  breaks  their  fell  designs. 


Strong  is  his  arm* 
And  shall  fulfil 


His  great  decrees, 
His  sovereign  will. 


WATT8. 


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1  Come,  thou  Almighty  King  ! 
Help  us  thy  uame  to  sing, 

Help  us  to  praise. 
Father  all  glorious, 
O'er  all  victorious, 
Come  and  reign  over  us, 

Ancient  of  days. 

2  Come,  thou  Incarnate  Word ! 
Gird  on  thy  mighty  sword, 

Our  prayer  attend.  , 
Come,  and  thy  people  bless, 
And  give  thy  word  success  ; 
Spirit  of  holiness, 

On  us  descend. 

3  Come,  Holy  Comforter ! 
Thy  sacred  witness  bear, 

In  this  glad  hour. 
Thou,  who  almighty  art, 
Now  rule  in  every  heart, 
And  ne'er  from  us  depart, 

Spirit  of  power. 

4  To  the  great  One  in  Three 
The  highest  praises  be, 

Hence  evermore  ! 
His  sovereign  majesty 
May  we  in  glory  see, 
And  to  eternity,  " 

Love  and  adore  ! 


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240.  Rev.  5:12. 

1  Glory  to  God  on  high ! 
Let  heaven  and  earth  reply, 

Praise  ye  his  name ; 
His  love  and  grace  adore, 
Who  all  our  sorrows  bore  ; 
And  sing  for  evermore, 

"Worthy  the  Lauib!" 

2  Ye  who  surround  the  throne, 
Join  cheerfully  in  one, 

Praising  his  name ; 
Ye  who  have  felt  his  blood 
Sealing  your  peace  with  God, 
Sound  his  dear  name  abroad: 

"  Worthy  the  Lamb ! " 

3  Join,  all  ye  ransomed  race, 
Our  Lord  and  God  to  bless ; 

Praise  ye  his  name ; 
In  him  we  will  rejoice, 
And  make  a  joyful  noise, 
Shouting  with  heart  and  voice, 

"  Worthy  the  Lamb  ! " 

4  Soon  must  we  change  our  place ; 
Yet  will  we  never  cease 

Praising  his  name; 
To  him  our  songs  we'll  bring, 
Hail  him  our  gracious  King, 
And  through  all  ages  sing, 

k-  Worthy  the  Lamb!" 


Section  V. 


SALVATION   BY  CHRIST. 

(a.)  Depravity ,  Regeneration,  Atonement. 

(6.)  Invitations,   Warnings,  and  Expostulations  of  the  Gospel. 

(e.)  Repentance  and  Faith. 


BLESSED  BE  THE  LORD  GOD  OF  ISRAEL;  FOR  HE  HATH  VISITED 
AND  REDEEMED  HIS  PEOPLE,  AND  HATH  RAISED  UP 
AN  HORN  OF  SAL  VA  TION  FOR  US,  IN  THE 
HOUSE  OF  HIS  SERVANT  DA  VID." 

—  Zacharias'  Hymn.     Luke  i  :  68,  69. 


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1  How  sad  our  state  by  nature  is  ! 

Our  sin,  how  deep  it  stains  ! 
And  Satan  holds  our  captive  minds 
Fast  in  his  slavish  chains. 

2  But  there's  a  voice  of  sovereign  grace 

Sounds  from  the  sacred  word : 
"Ho  !  ye  despairing  sinners, come, 
And  trust  upon  the  Lord. 

3  My  soul  obeys  th'  almighty  call, 

And  runs  to  this  relief: 
I  would  believe  thy  promise,  Lord: 
Oh,  help  my  unbelief! 

4  A  guilty,  weak,  and  helpless  worm, 

On  thy  kind  arms  I  fall : 
Be  thou  my  strength  and  righteousness, 
My  Saviour  and  my  All. 

Watts. 
£n£ .         Cod  revealed  in  the  Atonement. 

1  Father,  how  wide  thy  glory  shines! 

How  high  thy  wonders  rise  !     [signs, 
Known  through  the  earth    by  thousand 
By  thousand  through  the  skies. 

2  Those  mighty  orbs  proclaim  thy  power, 

Their  motions  speak  thy  skill  ; 
And  on  the  wings  of  every  hour 
We  read  thy  patience  still. 

3  But  when  we  view  thy  strange  design 

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In  their  divinest  forms, — 

4  Here  the  whole  Deity  is  known  ; 
Nor  dares  a  creature  guess 

Which  of  the  glories  brightest  shine, 
The  justice  or  the  grace. 

5  Now  the  full  glories  of  the  Lamb 
Adorn  the  heavenly  plains  ; 

Bright  seraphs  learn  Immanuel's  name, 
And  try  their  choicest  strains. 

6  Oh,  may  I  bear  some  humble  part 
In  that  immortal  song! 

Wonder  and  joy  shall  tune  my  heart, 
And  love  command  my  tongue. 

Watts. 

243.  Gal.  2:16. 

1  In  vain  we  seek  for  peace  with  God 
By  methods  of  our  own  : 

Nothing,  O  Saviour  !  but  thy  blood, 
Can  bring  us  near  the  throne. 

2  But  thine  illustrious  sacrifice 
Hath  answered  .'ill  demands ; 

And  peace  and  pardon  from  the  skies 
Are  offered  by  thy  hands. 

3  Tis  by  thy  death  we  live,  O  Lord  ! 
lis  on  thy  cross  we  rest : 

Forever  be  thy  love  adored, 
Thy  name  forever  blessed. 

Watts 


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Depravity.     End  of  the    Wicked. 
HAMBURG.     L.  M. 


DR.    MASON. 


244.  Psalm  51. 

1  Lord,  I  am  vile,  conceived  in  sin, 
And  born  unholy  and  unclean  ; 
Sprung  from  the  man,  whose  guilty  fall 
Corrupts  the  race,  and  taints  us  all. 

2  Soon  as  we  draw  our  infant  breath, 
The  seeds  of  sin  grow  up  for  death  : 
Thy  law  demands  a  perfect  heart ; 
But  we're  denied  in  every  part. 

3  Great  God !  create  my  heart  anew, 
And  form  my  spirit  pure  and  true  ; 
No  outward  rites  can  make  me  clean, 
The  leprosy  lies  deep  within. 

4  No  bleeding  bird,  nor  bleeding  beast, 
Nor  hyssop  branch,  nor  sprinkling  priest, 
Nor  running  brook,  nor  flood,  nor  sea, 
Can  wash  the  dismal  stain  away. 

5  Jesus,  my  God,  thy  blood  alone 
Hath  power  sufficient  to  atone  : 

Thy  blood  can  make  me  white  as  snow; 
No  Jewish  types  could  cleanse  me  so. 

Watts. 

245.  Matt.  7:  13,  14. 

1  Broad  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death, 

And  thousands  walk  together  there  ; 
But  wisdom  shows  a  narrow  path, 
With  here  and  there  a  traveller. 

2  "Deny  thyself,  and  take  thy  cross," 

Is  the  Redeemers  great  command  : 

Nature  must  count  her  gold  but  dross. 
If  she  would  gain  this  heavenly  land. 


3  The  fearful  soul  that  tires  and  faints, 

And  walks  the  ways  of  God  no  more, 
Is  but  esteemed  almost  a  saint, 

And  makes  his  own  destruction  sure. 

4  Lord  !  let  not  all  my  hopes  be  vain ; 

Create  my  heart  entirely  new  : 
Which  hypocrites  could  ne'er  attain  ; 
Which  false  apostates  never  knew. 

Watts. 

246.  Psalm  73. 

1  Lord,  what  a  thoughtless  wretch  was  I 

To  mourn  and  murmur  and  repine, 
To  see  jjjie  wicked,  placed  on  high, 
In  pride  and  robes  of  honor  shine  ! 

2  But  oh,  their  end,  their  dreadful  end ! 

Thy  sanctuary  taught  me  so : 
On  slippery  rocks,  I  see  them  stand, 
And  fiery  billows  roll  below. 

3  Their  fancied  joys,  how  fast  they  flee  ! 

Just  like  a  dream  when  man  awakes  ; 
Their  songs  of  softest  harmony 
Are  but  a  prelude  to  their  plagues. 

4  Now  I  esteem  their  mirth  and  wine 

Too  dear  to  purchase  with  my  blood  • 
Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine, 
My  life,  my  portion,  and  my  God ! 

Watts. 

Doxology. 

Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow, 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below  ; 
1 'raise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host, 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 


Salvation  in    Christ  alone. 


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247.  Jer.8:22. 

1  Deep  are  the  wounds  which  sin 

made ; 
"Where  shall  the  sinner  find  a  cure  ? 
In  vain,  alas,  is  nature's  aid  ; 

The  work  exceeds  all  nature's  power. 

2  And  can  no  sovereign  balm  be  found? 

And  is  no  kind  physician  nigh, 
To  ease  the  pain  and  heal  the  wound, 
Ere  life  and  hope  forever  fly  ? 

3  There  is  a  great  physician  near, 

Look  up,  0  fainting  soul,  and  live  ; 
See,  in  his  heavenly  smiles  appear 
Such  ease  as  nature  cannot  give  ! 

4  See,  in  the  Saviour's  dying  blood, 

Life,  health,  and  bliss  abundant  flow ! 
Tis  only  this  dear  sacred  flood 

Can  ease  thy  pain,  and  heal  thy  woe. 
Mbs.  Steele. 

248.  Hope  in  Christ. 

1  Look  up,  my  soul,  with  cheerful  eye, 

where  the  great  Redeemer  stands, 
The  glorious  Advocate  on  high, 

With  precious  incense  in  his  hands ! 

2  He  sweetens  every  humble  groan, 

He  recommends  each  broken  prayer; 
Recline  thy  hope  on  him  alone 
Whose  power  and  love  forbid  despair. 

;ieh  my  weak  heart,  0  gracious  Lord  ! 
With  stronger  faith  to  call  thee  mine; 
Bid  me  pronounce  the  blissful  word, 
My  Father,  God,  with  joy  divine. 


What  shall  the  dying  sinner  do, 
That  seeks  relief  for  all  his  woe? 
Where  shall  the  guilty  conscience  find 
Ease  for  the  torment  of  the  mind  ? 

2  In  vain  we  search,  in  vain  we  try, 
Till  Jesus  brings  his  gospel  nigh  ! 
'Tis  there  the  power  and  glory  dwell, 
That  save  rebellious  souls  from  hell. 

3  This  is  the  pillar  of  our  hope, 
That  bears  our  fainting  spirits  up  ; 
We  read  the  grace,  we  trust  the  word, 
And  find  salvation  in  the  Lord. 

Wattm. 

250.  Phil.  2:9. 

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On  which  to  rest  for  sins  forgiven,  — 
For  peace  with  God,  for  hope  of  heaven. 

2  There  is  none  other  name  than  thine, 
When   cares   and  fears  and   griefs  am 

mine, 
That,  with  a  gracious  power,  can  heal 
Each  care  and  fear  and  grief  1  feel. 

3  There  is  no  other  name  than  thine, 
When  called  my  spirit  to  resign, 

To  bear  me  through  that  latest  strife, 
And  ev'n  in  death  to  be  my  life. 

4  Name  above  every  name  !  thy  praiso 
Shall  iill  the  remnant  of  my  days: 
Jehovah  Jesus!  Name  divine  ! 
Kock  of  salvation  !  thou  art  mine. 


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Salvation  by   Grace. 


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1  How  heavy  is  the  night 

That  hangs  upon  our  eyes, 
Till  Christ,  with  his  reviving  light, 
Upon  our  souls  arise ! 

2  Our  guilty  spirits  dread 

To  meet  the  wrath  of  Heaven  ; 
But  in  his  righteousness  arrayed, 
We  see  our  sins  forgiven. 

3  Unholy  and  impure 

Are  all  our  thoughts  and  ways  : 
His  hands  infected  nature  cure, 
With  sanctifying  grace. 

4  The  powers  of  hell  agree 

To  hold  our  souls  in  vain : 
He  sets  the  sons  of  bondage  free, 
And  breaks  th'  accursed  chain. 

5  Lord,  we  adore  thy  ways, 

To  bring  us  near  to  God, — 
Thy  sovereign  power,  thy  healing  grace, 
And  thine  atoning  blood. 

Watts. 

2k02x.  Necessity  of  Pardon. 

1  Can  sinners  hope  for  heaven, 

Who  love  this  world  so  well  ? 
Or  dream  of  future  happiness, 
While  on  the  road  to  hell? 

2  Shall  they  hosannas  sing, 

With  an  unhallowed  tongue? 
Shall  palms  adorn  the  guilty  hand 
Which  does  its  neighbor  wrong? 


3  Can  sin's  deceitful  way 

Conduct  to  Zion's  hill  ? 
Or  those  expect  with  God  to  reign 
Who  disregard  his  will  ? 

4  Thy  grace,  0  God,  alone, 

Good  hope  can  e'er  afford  ! 
The  pardoned  and  the  pure  shall. see 
The  glory  of  the  Lord. 

253.  Eph.  2  :  5. 

1  Grace  !  'tis  a  charming  sound, 

Harmonious  to  the  ear ; 
Heaven  with  the  echo  shall  resound, 
And  all  the  earth  shall  hear. 

2  Grace  first  contrived  a  way 

To  save  rebellious  man  ; 
And  all  the  steps  that  grace  display, 
Which  drew  the  wondrous  plan. 

3  Grace  led  my  wandering  feet 

To  tread  the  heavenly  road ; 
And  new  supplies  each  hour  I  meet, 
While  pressing  on  to  God. 

4  Grace  all  the  work  shall  crown, 

Through  everlasting  days ; 
It  lays  in  heaven  the  topmost  stone, 
And  well  deserves  the  praise. 

Doddridge. 

Doxology. 

Ye  angels  round  the  throne, 
And  saints  that  dwell  below, 

Worship  the  Father,  praise  the  Son, 
And  bless  the  Spirit  too. 


The  Blood  of  Christ. 


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1  Xot  all  the  blood  of  beasts, 

On  Jewish  altars  slain, 
Could  give  the  guilty  conscience  peace, 
Or  wash  away  the  stain. 

2  But  Christ,  the  heavenly  Lamb, 

Takes  all  our  sins  away, — 
A  sacrifice  of  nobler  name, 
And  richer  blood  than  they. 

3  My  faith  would  lay  her  hand 

On  that  dear  head  of  thine, 
While  like  a  penitent  I  stand, 
And  there  confess  my  sin. 

4  My  soul  looks  back  to  see 

The  burdens  thou  didst  bear, 
When  hanging  on  th'  accursed  tree, 
And  hopes  her  guilt  was  there. 

5  Believing,  we  rejoice 

To  see  the  curse  remove  ; 
We  bless  the  Lamb  with  cheerful  voice, 
And  sing  his  bleeding  love. 

WATT8. 

255.  John  10:  11. 

1  Like  sheep  we  went  astray,  . 

And  broke  the  fold  of  God  ; 
Each  wandering  in  a  different  way, 
But  all  the  downward  road. 

2  How  dreadful  was  the  hour, 

When  God  our  wanderings  laid, 
And  did  at  once  his  vengeance  pour 
Upon  the  Shepherd's  head  ! 


3  How  glorious  was  the  grace, 

When  Christ  sustained  the  stroke  ! 
His  life  and  blood  the  Shepherd  pays, 
A  ransom  for  the  flock. 

4  But  God  shall  raise  his  head 

O'er  all  the  sons  of  men, 
And  make  him  see  a  numerous  seed, 
To  recompense  his  pain. 

Watts. 

256.  Job  9:  2. 

1  Ah,  how  shall  fallen  man 

Be  just  before  his  God  ? 
If  he  contend  in  righteousness, 
WTe  fall  beneath  his  rod. 

2  If  he  our  ways  should  mark, 

With  strict  inquiring  eyes, 
Could  we  for  one  of  thousand  faults, 
A  just  excuse  devise  ? 

3  All-seeing,  powerful  God ! 

Who  can  with  thee  contend  ? 
Or  who  that  tries  th'  unequal  strife, 
Shall  prosper  in  the  end? 

4  The  mountains,  in  thy  wrath, 

Their  ancient  seats  forsake  ; 
The  trembling  earth  deserts  her  place, 
Her  rooted  pillars  shake. 

5  Ah,  how  shall  guilty  man 

Contend  with  such  a  God  ? 

None,  none  can  meet  him  and  escape, 

But  through  the  Saviour's  blood. 

Watts. 


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3  'Tis  thine  the  passions  to  recall, 

And  upward  bid  them  rise  ; 
To  make  the  scales  of  error  fall, 
From  reason's  darkened  eyes  ;  — 

4  To  chase  the  shades  of  death  away, 

And  bid  the  sinner  live  ; 
A  beam  of  heaven,  a  vital  ray, 
'Tis  thine  alone  to  give. 

5  Oh,  change   these  wretched  hearts  of 

And  give  them  life  divine  ;         [ours, 
Then  shall  our  passions  and  our  powers, 

Almighty  Lord,  be  thine. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

259.  Johnl:  12,13. 

1  Not  all  the  outward  forms  on  earth, 

Nor  rites  that  God  has  given, 
Nor  will  of  man,  nor  blood,  nor  birth, 
Can  raise  a  soul  to  heaven. 

2  The  sovereign  will  of  God  alone 

Creates  us  heirs  of  grace  ; 
Born  in  the  image  of  his  Son, 
A  new,  peculiar  race. 

3  The  Spirit,  like  some  heavenly  wind, 

Breathes  on  the  sons  of  flesh, 
New-models  all  the  carnal  mind, 
And  forms  the  man  afresh. 

4  Our  quickened  souls  awake  and  rise 

Prom  the  long  sleep  of  death  ; 

On  heavenly  things  we  fix  our  eyes, 

And  praise  employs  our  breath. 

Watts. 


257.  Rom.  7:9. 

1  Lord,  how  secure  my  conscience  was, 

And  felt  no  inward  dread  ! 
I  was  alive  without  the  law, 

And  thought  my  sins  were  dead. 

2  My   hopes   of    heaven  were   firm   and 

But  since  the  precept  came    [bright ; 
With  such  convincing  power  and  light, 
I  find  how  vile  I  am. 

3  My  guilt  appeared  but  small  before, 

Till  I  with  terror  saw 
How  perfect,  holy,  just,  and  pure 
Is  thine  eternal  law. 

4  Then  felt  my  soul  the  heavy  load  ; 

My  sins  revived  again  : 
I  had  provoked  a  dreadful  God, 
And  all  my  hopes  were  slain. 

6  My  God  !  T  cry  with  every  breath, 
For  some  kind  power  to  save ; 
Oh,  break  the  yoke  of  sin  and  death, 
And  thus  redeem  the  slave. 

Watts. 

258.  Rom.  8:8. 

1  How  helpless  guilty  nature  lies, 

Unconscious  of  its  load  ! 
The  heart,  unchanged,  can  never  rise 
To  happiness  and  God. 

2  Can  aught,  beneath  a  power  divine, 

Tli"  stubborn  will  subdue? 
Tis  thilie,  almighty  Spirit!  thine, 
To  form  the  heart  anew. 


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260.  Gal.  2:20. 

1  Great  God,  when  I  approach  thy  throne, 

And  all  thy  glory  see  ; 
This  is  my  stay,  and  this  alone, 
That  Jesus  died  for  me. 

2  How  can  a  soul  condemned  to  die 

Escape  the  just  decree  ? 
Helpless  and  full  of  sin  am  I, 
But  Jesus  died  for  me. 

3  Burdened  with  sin's  oppressive  chain, 

Oh,  how  can  I  get  free  ? 
No  peace  can  all  my  efforts  gain, 
But  Jesus  died  for  me. 

4  And,  Lord,  when  I  behold  thy  face, 

This  must  be  all  my  plea; 
Save  me  by  thy  almighty  grace, 
For  Jesus  died  for*  me. 

261.  Salvation. 

1  Salvation!  —  oh,  the  joyful  sound! 

"lis  pleasure  to  our  ears  ; 
A  sovereign  balm  for  every  wound, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 

2  Buried  in  sorrow  and  in  sin, 

At  hell's  dark  door  we  lay;  — 
But  we  arise  by  grace  divine, 
To  Bee  a  heavenly  day. 

3  Salvation  !  — let  the  echo  fly 

Tin-  Bpacioua  earth  around; 

While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky 

Conspire  to  raise  the  sound. 

Watts. 


262.  Psalm  40. 

1  O  Lord,  how  infinite  thy  love ! 

How  wondrous  are  thy  ways ! 
Let  earth  beneath,  and  heaven  above, 
Combine  to  sing  thy  praise. 

2  Man  in  immortal  beauty  shone, 

Thy  noblest  work  below ; 
Too  soon  by  sin  made  heir  alone 
To  death  and  endless  woe. 

3  Then,  "  Lo !  I  come,"  the  Saviour  said 

Oh,  be  his  name  adored, 
"Who,  with  his  blood,  our  ransom  paid, 
And  life  and  bliss  restored ! 

Lyte. 

263.  The  Throne  0/ Love. 

1  Come,  let  us  lift  our  joyful  eyes 

Up  to  the  courts  above, 
And  smile  to  see  our  Father  there, 
Upon  a  throne  of  love. 

2  Come,  let  us  bow  before  his  feet, 

And  venture  near  the  Lord: 
No  fiery  cherubs  guard  his  seat, 
Nor  double-flaming  sword. 

3  The  peaceful  gates  of  heavenly  bliss 

Are  opened  by  the  Son  ; 
High  let  us  raise  our  notes  of  praise, 
And  reach  th'  almighty  Throne. 

4  To  thee  ten  thousand  thanks  we  bring, 

Oreat  Advocate  on  high, 
And  glory  to  the  eternal  King, 
Who  lays  his  anger  by. 

Watt*. 


144  Precious  Blood  of  Christ.      Calvary. 

ARLINGTON.     C.  M. 


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264.  Zech.13:  1. 

1  There  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood, 

Drawn  from  Immanuel's  veins  ; 
And  sinners,  plunged  beneath  that  flood, 
Lose  all  their  guilty  stains. 

2  The  dying  thief  rejoiced  to  see 

That  fountain  in  his  day  ; 
And  there  may  I,  though  vile  as  he, 
Wash  all  my  sins  away. 

3  Dear  dying  Lamb,  thy  precious  blood 

Shall  never  lose  its  power, 
Till  all  the  ransomed  church  of  God 
Be  saved,  to  sin  no  more. 

4  E'er  since,  by  faith,  I  saw  the  stream 

Thy  flowing  wounds  supply, 
Redeeming  love  has  been  my  theme, 
And  shall  be  till  I  die. 

5  Then  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song, 

I'll  sing  thy  power  to  save,     [tongue 
When    this    poor    lisping,    stammering 
Lies  silent  in  the  grave. 

COWPER. 

265.  The  Love  of  Christ. 

1  The  Saviour!  Oh,  what  endless  charms 

Dwell  in  the  blissful  sound! 
Its  influence  every  fear  disarms, 
And  spreads  sweet  comfort  round. 

2  Wrapped  in  the  gloom  of  dark  despair, 

We  helpless,  hopeless  lay; 
But  sovereign  mercy  reached  us  there, 
And  smiled  despair  away. 


3  Th'  almighty  Former  of  the  skies 

Stooped  to  our  vile  abode  ;  [eyes, 

While   angels   viewed  with  wondering 
And  hailed  th'  incarnate  God. 

4  Here  pardon,  life,  and  joys  divine, 

In  rich  effusion  flow, 
For  guilty  rebels  lost  in  sin, 
And  doomed  to  endless  woe. 

5  Come,  heavenly  love,  inspire  my  song 

With  thy  immortal  flame,      [tongue, 
And   teach   my   heart,  and   teach    my 

The  Saviour's  lovely  name. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

266.  Calvary. 

1  0  Christ,  our  ever  blessed  Lord, 

For  man's  transgression  slain, 
We  thy  redeeming  love  record 
In  songs  of  thankful  strain. 

2  We  upward  lift  our  longing  eyes, 

And  muse  on  Calvary; 

On  thy  mysterious  sacrifice, 

Thy  shame  and  agony. 

3  We  all  like  erring  sheep  had  strayed 

From  God  the  Father's  care; 

The  guilt  of  all  on  thee  was  laid ; 

Our  burden  thou  didst  bear. 

4  0  Christ,  be  thou  our  present  joy, 

Our  future  great  reward  ; 
Our  only  glory  may  it  be, 
To  glory  in  the  Lord ! 


Salvation  by   Christ. 


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267.  CkrUfi  Pitt/  ct7i<1  Love. 

1  Plunged  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair, 

We  wretched  sinners  lay. 
Without  one  cheerful  beam  of  hope, 
Or  spark  of  glimmering  day. 

2  With  pitying  eyes  the  Prince  of  grace 

Beheld  our  helpless  grief; 
He  saw,  and  —  oh,  amazing  love  !  — 
He  ran  to  our  relief. 

3  Down  from  the  shining  seats  above, 

With  joyful  haste  he  fled, 
Entered  the  grave  in  mortal  flesh, 
And  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

4  Oh,  for  this  love  let  rocks  and  hills 

Their  lasting  silence  break  ; 
And  all  harmonious  human  tongues 
The  Saviour's  praises  speak. 

5  Angels,  assist  our  mighty  joys  ; 

Strike  all  your  harps  of  gold  ; 

But  when  you  raise  your  highest  notes, 

His  love  can  ne'er  be  told. 

Watts. 

268.  John  14:  6. 

1  Thou  art  the  Way :  to  thee  alone 

From  sin  and  death  we  flee  ; 
And  he  who  would  the  Father  seek, 
Must  seek  him,  Lord,  by  thee. 

2  Thou  art  the  Truth  :  thy  word  alone 

True  wisdom  can  impart ; 
Thou  only  canst  instruct  the  mind, 
And  purify  the  heart. 

3  Thou  art  the  Life :  the  rending  tomb 

Proclaims  thy  conqu'ring  arm  ; 
And  those  who  put  their  trust  in  thee 
Nor  death  nor  hell  shall  harm. 

4  Thou  art  the  Way,  the  Truth,  the  Life; 

Grant  us  to  know  that  Way; 
That  Truth  to  keep,  that  Life  to  win, 
Which  leads  to  endless  day. 

Do  AXE. 
269.  Ej.li.  2:8. 

1    AMAZING  grace  !   how  sweet  the  sound 
That  saved  a  wretch  like  me  ! 
I  once  was  lost,  but  now  am  found, — 
Was  blind,  but  now  I  see. 

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2  'Twas  grace  that  taught  my  heart  t3  fear, 

And  grace  my  fears  relieved  ; 
How  precious  did  that  grace  appear, 

The  hour  I  first  believed  ! 

3  Through  many  dangers,  toils,  and  snares, 

L  have  already  come  ; 
'Tis  grace  hath  brought  me  safe  thus  far, 
And  grace  will  lead  me  home. 

4  Yea,  when  this  flesh  and  heart  shall  fail, 

And  mortal  life  shall  cease, 
I  shall  possess,  within  the  veil, 
A  life  of  joy  and  peace. 

Newtox. 

270.  Rom.  5:  8. 

1  Jesus,  — and  didst  thou  leave  the  sky, 

To  bear  our  griefs  and  woes  ? 
And  didst  thou  bleed  and  groan  and  die 
For  thy  rebellious  foes  ? 

2  Well  might  the  heavens  with  wonder 

A  love  so  strange  as  thine  !         [view. 
No  thought  of  angels  ever  knew 
Compassion  so  divine  ! 

3  Is  there  a  heart  that  will  not  bend 

To  thy  divine  control  ? 
Descend,  O  sovereign  Love,  descend,. 
And  melt  that  stubborn  soul ! 

4  Oh  !  may  our  willing  hearts  confess 

Thy  sweet,  thy  gentle  sway  ; 
Glad  captives  of  thy  matchless  grace, 
Thy  righteous  rule  obey. 

Mrs.  Steet^e. 

271.  ICor.  1:  23;  3:  6-7. 

1  Chrtst  and  his  cross  are  all  our  theme ; 

The  mysteries  that  we  speak 
Are  scandal  in  the  Jews'  esteem, 
And  folly  to  the  Greek. 

2  But  souls  enlightened  from  above, 

With  joy  receive  the  word  ; 
They  see  what  wisdom,  power,  and  love 
Shine  in  their  dying  Lord. 

3  The  vital  savor  of  his  name 

Restores  their  fainting  breath  ; 
But  unbelief  perverts  the  same 
To  guilt,  despair,  and  death. 

4  Till  God  diffuse  his  graces  down, 

Like  showers  of  heavenly  rain, 
In  vain  Apollos  sows  the  ground, 
And  Paul  may  plant  in  vain. 

Watts. 


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272.  Actsl:  11. 

1  Come,  every  pious  heart, 

That  loves  the  Saviour's  name, 
Your  noblest  powers  exert 

To  celebrate  his  fame  : 
Tell  all  above,  I  The  debt  of  love 

And  all  below,  |  To  him  you  owe. 

2  He  left  his  starry  crown, 

And  laid  his  robes  aside  ; 
On  wings  of  love  came  down, 
And  wept  and  bled  and  died  : 


To  save  our  souls 
From  death  and  hell. 


What  he  endured, 
No  tongue  can  tell, 

3  From  the  dark  grave  he  rose,  — 
The  mansion  of  the  dead,  — 
And  thence  his  mighty  foes 
In  glorious  triumph  led  ; 


And  reigns  on  high, 
The  Saviour- God. 


Up  through  the  sky 
The  conqueror  rode, 

4  From  thence  he'll  quickly  come,  — 
His  chariot  will  not  stay, — 
And  bear  our  spirits  home 
To  realms  of  endless  day: 
Thero  shall  we  see     I  And  ever  be 
His  lovely  face,  |  In  his  embrace. 

Stennett. 


Aid,  Tlie  Sin-atoning  Saviour. 

1  Thy  works,  not  mine.  O  Christ! 
Speak  gladness  to  this  heart ; 
They  tell  me  all  is  done  ; 
They  bid  my  fear  depart : 


To  whom,  save  thee, 
Who  canst  alone 


For  sin  atone. 
Lord,  shall  1  flee  ? 


2  Thy  tears,  not  mine,  0  Christ, 
Have  wept  my  guilt  away ; 
And  turned  this  night  of  mine 
Into  a  blessed  day  : 


To  whom,  save  thee, 
Who  canst  alone 


For  sin  atone, 
Lord,  shall  I  flee  ? 


3  Thy  wounds,  not  mine,  0  Christ, 
Can  heal  my  bruised  soul ; 
Thy  stripes,  not  mine,  contain 
The  balm  that  makes  me  whole : 


To  whom,  save  thee, 
Who  canst  alone 


For  sin  atone, 


Lord,  sha 

4  Thy  righteousness  alone 
Cau  clothe  and  beautify ; 
I  wrap  it  round  my  soul  ; 
In  this  I'll  live  and  die  : 

To  whom,  save  thee, 

Who  canst  alone 


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For  sin  atone, 
Lord!  shall  I  flee? 
Boar. 


Tear  of  Jubilee.      Glorying-  in  the   Cross. 


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274.  Luke  4:  19. 

1  Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  blow! 

The  gladly  solemn  sound, 
Let  all  the  nations  know, 

To  earth's  remotest  bound: 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

2  Exalt  the  Lamb  of  God, 

The  sin-atoning  Lamb! 
Redemption  by  his  blood, 

Through  every  land,  proclaim  : 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

3  The  gospel  trumpet  hear, 

The  news  of  pardoning  grace  : 
Ye  happy  souls,  draw  near; 

Behold  your  Saviours  face : 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

4  Jesus,  our  great  High  Priest, 

Has  full  atonement  made; 
Ye  weary  spirits,  rest ; 

Ye  mourning  souls,  be  glad: 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

Top  lady. 

^To.  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King. 

1  Join  all  the  glorious  names 

Of  wisdom,  love,  and  power, 
That  ever  mortals  knew, 

That  angels  ever  bore  : 
All  are  too  mean  to  speak  his  worth, 
Too  mean  to  set  my  Saviour  forth. 

2  Great  Prophet  of  our  God ! 

Our  tongues  would  bless  thy  name: 
By  thee  the  joyful  news 

Of  our  salvation  came  ; 
The  joyful  news  of  sins  forgiven, 
Of  hell  subdued,  and  peace  with  heaven. 

3  Jesus,  our  great  High  Priest, 

red  his  blood  and  died; 
My  guilty  conscience  needs 

sacrifice  besid< 
Hi-  powerful  Mood  did  once  atone, 
And  now  it  pleads  before  the  throne. 
G  Watts. 

276.  in  Christ.  — Ueb.':  22. 

1  Arise,  my  soul,  ari 

Shake  off  thy  guilty  fears ; 


The  bleeding  Sacrifice 

In  my  behalf  appears; 
Before  the  throne  my  Surety  stands: 
My  name  is  written  on  his  hands. 

2  He  ever  lives  above, 

For  me  to  intercede, 
His  all-redeeming  love, 

His  precious  blood  to  plead  ; 
His  blood  atoned  for  all  our  race, 
And  sprinkles  now  the  throne  of  grace. 

0  My  God  is  reconciled  ; 

His  pardoning  voice  I  hear ; 
He  owns  me  for  his  child  ; 

I  can  no  longer  fear ; 
His  Spirit  answers  to  the  blood, 
And  tells  me  "  Thou  art  born  of  God." 

C.  Wesley. 

277.  ■  Col.  1:20. 

1  Ye  saints,  your  music  bring, 

Attuned  to  sweetest  sound  ; 
Strike  every  trembling  string, 

Till  earth  and  heaven  resound  : 
The  triumphs  of  the  cross  we  sing ; 
Awake,  ye  saints,  each  joyful  string ! 

2  The  cross  hath  power  to  save 

From  all  the  foes  that  rise  ; 
The  cross  hath  made  the  grave 

A  passage  to  the  skies : 
The  triumphs  of  the  cross  we  sing ; 
Awake,  ye  saints,  each  joyful  string  ! 

Keed. 

278.  The  Glad  Tidings. 

1  Hark,  hark  !  —  the  notes  of  joy 

Roll  o'er  the  heavenly  plains, 
And  seraphs  find  employ 

For  their  sublimest  strains  ; 
Some  new  delight  in  heaven  is  known  : 
Loud  sound  the  harps  around  the  throne. 

2  Hark,  hark  !  —  the  sound  draws  nigh, 

The  joyful  hosts  descend ; 
Jesus  forsakes  the  sky, 

To  earth  his  footsteps  bend  ; 
He  comes  to  bless  our  fallen  race ; 
He  comes  with  messages  of  grace. 

3  Bear,  bear  the  tidings  round ; 

Let  every  mortal  know 
"What  love  in  God  is  found, 

What  pity  he  can  show; 
Ye  winds  that  blow  !  ye  waves  that  roll  ! 
Bear  the  glad  news  from  pole  to  pole. 


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1  With  tearful  eyes  I  look  around, 

Life  seems  a  dark  and  stormy  sea; 
Yet,  'midst  the  gloom,  I  hear  a  sound, 
A  heavenly  whisper,  "  Come  to  Me." 

2  It  tells  me  of  a  place  of  rest  — 

It  tells  me  where  my  soul  may  flee ; 
Oh,  to  the  weary,  faint,  oppressed, 
How  sweet  the  bidding,  "Come  to  Me." 

3  When  nature  shudders,  loath  to  part 

From  all  I  love,  enjoy,  and  see ; 
When  a  faint  chill  steals  o'er  my  heart, 
A  sweet  voice  utters,  "  Come  to  Me." 

4  Come,  for  all  else  must  fail  and  die ; 

Earth  is  no  resting-place  for  thee ; 

Heavenward  direct  thy  weeping  eye ; 

I  am  thy  portion,  "  Come  to  Me." 

5  Oh,  voice  of  mercy !  voice  of  love  ! 

In  conflict,  grief,  and  agony, 
Support  me,  cheer  me  from  above ! 
And  gently  whisper,  "  Come  to  Me." 

280 .  The  Love  of  Christ. 

1  Have  we  no  tears  to  shed  for  Him,, 

While  soldiers  scoff,  and  Jews  deride? 
Ah  !  look,  how  patiently  he  hangs, — 
Jesus,  our  Love,  is  crucified  ! 

2  What  was  thy  crime,  my  dearest  Lord? 

By  earth,  by  heaven,  thou  hast  been 
.    tried, 
And  guilty  found  of  too  much  love; 
Jesus,  our  Love,  is  crucified ! 


3  Found  guilty  of  excess  of  love ! 

It  was  thine  own  sweet  will  that  tied 
Thee  tighter  far  than  helpless  nails ; 
Jesus,  our  Love,  is  crucified ! 

4  Oh,  break,  oh,  break,  hard  heart  of  mine ! 

Thy  weak  self-love  and  guilty  pride 
His  Pilate  and  his  Judas  were ; 
Jesus,  our  Love,  is  crucified ! 

5  A  broken  heart,  a  fount  of  tears,  — 

Ask,  and  they  will  not  be  denied ; 

A  broken  heart  love's  cradle  is  ; 

Jesus,  our  Love,  is  crucified  ! 

Lyka  Cath. 

2ol.  Invitation. 

1  Come,  weary  souls,  with  sin  distressed, 
Come,  and  accept  the  promised  rest ; 
The  Saviour's  gracious  call  obey, 

And  cast  your  gloomy  fears  away. 

2  Oppressed  with  guilt, —  a  painful  load, — 
Oh,  come  and  bow  before  your  God ! 
Divine  compassion,  mighty  love 

Will  all  the  painful  load  remove. 

3  Here  mercy's  boundless  ocean  flows, 
To  cleanse  your  guilt  and  heal  your  woes; 
Pardon  and  life  and  endless  peace,  — 
How  rich  the  gift,  how  free  the  grace ! 

4  Dear  Saviour !  let  thy  powerful  love 
Confirm  our  faith,  our  fears  remove ; 
Oh,  sweetly  reign  in  every  breast, 
And  guide  us  to  eternal  rest. 


Mrs.  Steele. 


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282.  Psalm  88. 

1  While  life  prolongs  its  precious  light, 

Mercy  is  found  and  peace  is  given; 
But  soon,  ah  !  soon,  approaching  night 
Shall  blot  out  every  hope  of  heaven. 

2  Soon,  borne  on  time's  most  rapid  wing, 

Shall  death  command  yon  to  the  grave, 
Before  his  bar  your  spirits  bring, 
And  none  be  found  to  hear  or  save. 

3  In  that  lone  land  of  deep  despair, 

No  Sabbath's  heavenly  light  shall  rise; 
No  God  regard  your  bitter  prayer, 
Nor  Saviour  call  you  to  the  skies. 

4  Now  God  invites  —  how  blest  the  day  ! 

How   sweet    the    gospel's    charming 
sound ! 
Come,  sinners,  haste,  oh,  haste  away, 
While  yet  a  pardoning  God  is  found. 

Dvrioirr. 

283.  Rer.  3:20. 

1   Behold  a  Stranger  at  the  door! 

He  gently  knocks,  has  knocked  before ; 
Has  waited  long,  is  waiting  still : 
You  treat  no  other  friend  so  ill. 

'2  Oh,  lovely  attitude  !  he  stands 

With  melting  heart  and  open  hands  : 
Oh,  matchless  kindness  !  —  and  he  shows 
This  matchless  kindness  to  his  foes  ! 

3  Rise,  touched  with  gratitude  divine, 
Turn  out  his  enemy  and  thine  ; 
Turn  out  thy  soul-enslaving  sin, 
And  let  the  heavenly  Stranger  in. 

4  Oh,  welcome  him,  the  Prince  of  peace  ! 
Now  may  his  gentle  reign  increase! 
Throw  wide  the  door,  each  willing  mind, 
And  be  his  empire  all  mankind. 

Gregg. 

284.  Matt.  11:28. 

1  Come  hither,  all  ye  weary  souls, 

Ye  heavy-laden  sinners  come  ; 
I'll  give  you  rest  from  all  yqur  toils, 
And  raise  you  to  my  heavenly  home. 

2  They  shall  find  re<t  who  learn  of  me; 

I'm  of  a  meek  and  lowly  mind; 
But  passion  rages  like  the 

And  pride  is  restless  as  the  wind. 


3  Blest  is  the  man  whose  shoulders  take 

My  yoke,  and  bear  it  with  delight ; 
My  yoke  is  easy  to  his  neck, 

My  grace  shall  make  the  burden  light 

4  Jesus  !  we  come  at  thy  command. 

With  faith  and  hope  and  humble  zeal; 
Resign  our  spirits  to  thy  hand, 
To  mould  and  guide  us  at  thy  will. 

Watts. 

285.  Gen.  6:3. 

1  Say,  sinner !  hath  a  voice  within 

Oft  whispered  to  thy  secret  soul, 
Urged  thee  to  leave  the  ways  of  sin, 
And  yield  thy  heart  to  God's  control  ? 

2  Sinner,  it  was  a  heavenly  voice, 

It  was  the  Spirit's  gracious  call ; 
It  bade  thee  make  the  better  choice, 
And  haste  to  seek  in  Christ  thine  all. 

3  Spurn  not  the  call  to  life  and  light ; 

Regard,  in  time,  the  warning  kind ; 
That  call  thou  imoyst  not  always  slight, 
And  yet  the  gate  of  mercy  find. 

4  God's  Spirit  will  not  alwaj^s  strive 

With  hardened,  self-destroying  man ; 
Ye  who  persist  his  love  to  grieve 
May  never  hear  his  voice  again. 

Hyde. 

286.  Luke  10:  42. 

1  Why  will  ye  waste  on  trifling  cares 
That  life  which  God's  compassion  spares? 
While,  in  the  various  range  of  thought, 
The  one  thing  needful  is  forgot. 

2  Shall  God  invite  you  from  above  ? 
Shall  Jesus  urge  his  dying  love? 
Shall  troubled  conscience  give  }rou  pain, 
And  all  these  pleas  unite  in  vain? 

3  Not  so  your  eyes  will  always  view 
Those  objects  which  yrm  now  pursue: 
Not  so  will  heaven  and  hell  appear, 
When  death's  decisive  hour  is  near. 

4  Almighty  God  !  thy  grace  impart; 
Fix  deep  conviction  on  each  heart; 
Nor  let  us  waste  on  trifling  cares 

That  life  which  thy  compassion   spares. 

DODDBmOB. 


150  Invitations.     Living   Water. 

DEDHAM.     C.  M. 


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287.  John  3:  17. 

1  Come,  happy  souls,  approach  your  God 

With  new,  melodious  songs  ; 

Come,  render  to  almight}'  Grace, 

The  tribute  of  your  tongues. 

2  So  strange,  so  boundless  was  the  love 

That  pitied  dying  men, 
The  Father  sent  his  equal  Son 
To  give  them  life  again. 

3  Here,    sinners,    come    and    heal    your 

wounds ; 
Come,  wipe  your  sorrows  dry ; 
Come,  trust  the  mighty  Saviour's  name, 
And  you  shall  never  die. 

4  See,  dearest  Lord,  our  willing  souls 

Accept  thine  offered  grace  ; 
We  bless  the  great  Redeemer's  love, 
And  give  the  Father  praise. 

Watts. 

288.  Psalm  34. 

1  0  sinners,  come  and  taste  his  love, 

Come,  learn  his  pleasant  ways, 
And  let  your  own  experieuce  prove 
The  sweetness  of  his  grace. 

2  He  bids  his  angels  pitch  their  tents 

Where'er  his  children  dwell; 
What  ills  their  heavenly  care  prevents, 
No  earthly  tongue  can  tell. 

3  Oh,  love  the  Lord,  ye  saints  of  his; 

II is  eve  regards  the  just : 
How  richly  blest  their  portion  is 
Who  make  the  Lord  their  trust! 

Watts. 


289. 


Tlie  Living  Water. 


1  Oh  !  what  amazing  words  of  grace 

Are  in  the  gospel  found, 
Suited  to  every  sinner's  case 
Who  hears  the  joyful  sound ! 

2  Come,  then,  with  all  your  wants  and 

Your  every  burden  bring  ;     [wounds, 
Here  love,  unchanging  love,  abounds, — 
A  deep,  celestial  spring. 

3  This  spring  with  living  water  flows, 

And  heavenly  joy  imparts ; 
Come,  thirsty  souls !  your  wants  disclose, 
And  drink,  with  thankful  hearts. 

4  Millions  of  sinners,  vile  as  you, 

Have  here  found  life  and  peace ; 
Come  then,  and  prove  its  virtues  too, 
And  drink,  adore,  and  bless. 

Medley. 

290.  Luke  15:  18. 

1  Return,  0  wanderer,  to  thy  home, 

Thy  Father  calls  for  thee  : 
No  longer  now  an  exile  roam, 
In  guilt  and  misery. 

2  Return,  0  wanderer,  to  thy  home, 

Thy  Saviour  calls  for  thee : 
"  The  Spirit  and  the  Bride  say,  Come;" 
Oh,  now  for  refuge  flee  ! 

3  Return,  0  wanderer,  to  thy  home, 

'Tis  madness  to  delay  : 
There  are  no  pardons  in  the  tomb, 
And  brief  is  mercy's  day  ! 

Hastings. 


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291.  Est.  4:16. 

1  Come,  trembling  sinner,  in  whose  breast 

A  thousand  thoughts  revolve; 
Come,  with  your  guilt  and  fear  oppressed, 
And  make  this  last  resolve  :  — 

2  "  I'll  go  to  Jesus,  though  my  sins 

Like  mountains  round  me  close; 
I  know  his  courts  ;  I'll  enter  in, 
Whatever  may  oppose. 

3  u  Prostrate  I'll  lie  before  his  throne, 

And  there  my  guilt  confess; 

I'll  tell  him  I'm  a  wretch  undone, 

Without  his  sovereign  grace. 

4  u  I  can  but  perish  if  I  go; 

I  am  resolved  to  try  ; 

For  if  I  stay  away.  I  know 

I  must  forever  die." 

Jokes. 

292.  Eccl.l2:l. 

1  Remember  thy  Creator  now, 

In  these  thy  youthful  days  ; 
He  will  accept  thine  earliest  vow, 
And  listen  to  thy  praise. 

2  Remember  thy  Creator  now, 

And  seek  him  while  he's  near; 
For  evil  days  will  come,  when  thou 
Shalt  find  no  comfort  near. 

3  Remember  thy  Creator  now ; 

His  willing  servant  be  : 
Then,  when  thy  head  in  death  shall  bow, 
He  will  remember  thee. 

4  Al might}-  God !  our  hearts  incline 

Thy  heavenly  voice  to  hear; 
Let  all  our  future  days  be  thine, 
Devoted  to  thy  fear. 

293.  Luke  14:  22. 

1  Ye  wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor, 

Behold  a  royal  feast ! 
Where  mercy  spreads  her  bounteous  store 
For  every  humble  guest. 

2  Se^.  J   -  ifl  stands  with  open  arms; 

He  calls,  he  bids  you  come  ; 
Guilt  holds  you  back,  and  fear  alarms  ; 
I>ut  see,  thei  !>om  !  — 

I  >om  in  the  Saviour's  bleeding  heart ; 
There  love  and  pity  meet ; 


Nor  will  he  bid  the  soul  depart 
That  trembles  at  his  feet. 

4  Oh,  come,  and  with  his  children  taste 

The  blessings  of  his  love  ; 

While  hope  attends  the  sweet  repast 

Of  nobler  joys  above. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

294.  Luke  14:  22. 

1  The  King  of  heaven  his  table  spread* 

And  dainties  crown  the  board; 
Not  paradise,  with  all  its  joys, 
Could  such  delight  afford. 

2  Pardon  and  peace  to  dying  men, 

And  endless  life  are  given, 
And  the  rich  blood  that  Jesus  shed, 
To  raise  the  soul  to  heaven. 

3  Millions  of  souls  in  glory  now 

Were  fed  and  feasted  here  ; 
And  millions  more  still  on  the  way, 
Around  the  board  appear. 

4  Yet  is  his  house  and  heart  so  large, 

That  millions  more  may  come, 

Nor  could  the  wide  assembling  world 

O'erfill  the  spacious  room. 

Doddridge. 

295.  Prov.  8:17. 

1  Ye  hearts  with  youthful  vigor  warm, 

In  smiling  crowds  draw  near, 
And  turn  from  every  mortal  charm 
A  Saviour's  voice  to  hear. 

2  He,  Lord  of  all  the  worlds  on  high, 

Stoops  to  converse  with  you, 
And  lays  his  radiant  glories  by, 
Your  friendship  to  pursue. 

3  "  The  soul  that  longs  to  see  my  face 

Is  sure  my  love  to  gain  ; 
And  those  that  early  seek  my  grace 
Shall  never  seek  in  vain." 

4  What  object,  Lord,  my  soul  should  move, 

If  once  compared  with  thee  ? 
What  beauty  should  command  my  love, 
Like  what  in  Christ  I  see  ? 

5  Away,  ye  false,  delusive  b 

Y;iin  tempters  of  tin;  mind  ! 
'Tis  here  I  fix  my  lasting  choice, 
For  here  true  bliss  I  find. 

DODDRIDOR. 


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296.  Luke  14:  22. 

1  Come,  sinner,  to  the  gospel  feast; 

Oh,  come  without  delay  ; 
For  there  is  room  in  Jesus'  breast 
For  all  who  will  obey. 

2  There's  room  in  God's  eternal  love 

To  save  thy  precious  soul ; 
Koom  in  the  Spirit's  grace  above 
To  heal  and  make  thee  whole. 

3  There's   room    within    the   church,   re- 

deemed 

With  blood  of  Christ  divine ; 
Koom  in  the  white-robed  throng    con- 
vened, 

For  that  dear  soul  of  thine. 

4  There's  room  in  heaven  among  the  choir, 

And  harps  and  crowns  of  gold, 

And  glorious  palms  of  victory  there, 

And  joys  that  ne'er  were  told. 

5  There's  room  around  thy  Father's  board 

For  thee  and  thousands  more  : 

Oh,  come  and-  welcome  to  the  Lord ; 

Yea,  come  this  very  hour. 

Huntingdon. 

29 7.  "  Return,  O  Wanderer." 

1  RETURN,  ()  wanderer,  now  return, 

And  seek  thy  Father's  face! 
Those  new  desires,  which  in  thee  burn, 
Were  kindled  by  his  grace. 

2  Return,  0  wanderer,  now  return  ; 

1  le  hears  thy  humble  sigh  ; 
He  seefl  khy  softened  spirit  mourn, 
When  no  one  else  is  nigh. 


3  Return,  0  wanderer,  now  return ; 

Thy  Saviour  bids  thee  live  : 
Go  to  his  bleeding  feet,  and  learn 
How  freely  he'll  forgive. 

4  Return,  0  wanderer,  now  return, 

And  wipe  the  falling  tear; 
Thy  Father  calls,  no  longer  mourn; 
His  love  invites  thee  near. 

COLLYER. 

298.  Voice  of  Mercy. 

1  The  Saviour  calls  ;  let  every  ear 

Attend  the  heavenly  sound  ; 
Ye  doubting  souls,  dismiss  your  fear ; 
Hope  smiles  reviving  round. 

2  For  every  thirsty,  longing  heart, 

Here  streams  of  bounty  flow, 
And  life  and  health  and  bliss  impart, 
To  banish  mortal  woe. 

3  Ye  sinners,  come  ;  'tis  mercy's  voice  ; 

That  gracious  voice  obey  ; 
'Tis  Jesus  calls  to  heavenly  joys  ; 
And  can  you  yet  delay  ? 

4  Dear  Saviour,  draw  reluctant  hearts  ; 

To  thee  let  sinners  fly. 

And  take  the  bliss  thy  love  imparts, 

And  drink,  and  never  die. 

Mks.  Steele. 

Doroiofjii. 

Let  God  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 

And  Spirit,  be  adored. 
Where  there  are  works  lomakehimknown, 

Or  saints  to  love  the  Lord. 


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1  From  the  cross  uplifted  high, 
Where  the  Saviour  deigns  to  die, 
What  melodious  sounds  we  hear, 
Banting  on  the  ravished  ear !  — 
u  Love's  redeeming  work  is  done  ; 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come. 

2  u  Sprinkled  now  with  blood  the  throne, 
Why  beneath  thy  burdens  groan  ? 

On  my  pierced  body  laid, 
Justice  owns  the  ransom  paid  ; 
Bow  the  knee,  and  kiss  the  Son  ; 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come. 

3  u  Spread  for  thee,  the  festal  board 
See  with  richest  dainties  stored  ; 
To  thy  Father's  bosom  pressed, 
Yet  again  a  child  confessed, 
Never  from  his  house  to  roam, 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come. 

4  "  Soon  the  days  of  life  shall  end  ; 
Lo,  I  come,  your  Saviour,  Friend, 

your  spirit*  to  convey 
To  the  realms  of  endless  day, 
Up  to  my  eternal  home  ; 

me  and  welcome,  sinner,  come." 

Hawks. 

300.  Erhortation. 

1   Wf.ai:y  Bonis,  that  wander  wide 
From  the  central  point  of  bliss, 
Turn  to  •  icined  : 

Fly  to  those  dear  wounds  of  his; 


Sanctified  by  Jesus'  blood, 
Rise  into  the  life  of  God. 


2  Find  in  Christ  the  way  of  peace, — 

Peace  unspeakable,  unknown ; 
By  his  pain,  he  gives  you  ease, 

Life  by  his  expiring  groan  ; 
Rise,  exalted  by  his  fall; 
Find  in  Christ  your  all  in  all. 

3  Oh,  believe  the  record  true  ! 

God  to  you  his  Son  hath  given ! 
Ye  may  now  be  happy  too ; 

Find  on  earth  the  life  of  heaven ; 
Live  the  life  of  heaven  above, 
All  the  life  of  glorious  love. 

C.  Wesley. 

301.  Exhortation. 

1  Ye  who  in  these  courts  are  found, 
Listening  to  the  joyful  sound,  — 
Lost  and  helpless,  as  ye  are, 
Sons  of  sorrow,  sin,  and  care, — 
Glorify  the  King  of  kings, 

Take  the  peace  the  gospel  brings. 

2  Turn  to  Christ  your  longing  eyes, 
View  his  bleeding  sacrifice  ; 

in  him.  your  sins  forgiven, 
Pardon,  holiness,  and  heaven  : 
Glorify  tin-  King  of  kings, 

Take  the  peace  the  gospel  brings. 


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Beneath  his  watchful  eye, 
His  saints  securely  dwell; 
That  hand  which  bears  all  nature  up 
SI i all  guard  his  children  well. 

Why  should  this  anxious  load 
Press  down  your  weary  mind  ? 
Haste  to  your  heavenly  Father's  throne, 
And  sweet  refreshment  find. 

His  goodness  stands  approved, 
Unchanged  from  day  to  day; 
I'll  drop  my  burden  at  his  feet, 


And  bear  a  song  away. 


Doddridge. 


303.  Rev.  22:  17. 

1  The  Spirit,  in  our  hearts, 

Is  whispering,  "  Sinner,  come  ;  " 
The  Bride,  the   Church  of  Christ,  pro- 
To  all  his  children,  "  Come  ! "  [claims 

2  Let  him  that  heareth  say 
To  all  about  him,  "  Come  !  " 

Let  him  that  thirsts  for  righteousness, 
To  Christ,  the  fountain,  come ! 

.3       Yes,  whosoever  will, 

Oh,  let  him  freely  come, 
And  freely  drink  the  stream  of  life ; 
'Tis  Jesus  bids  him  come. 

4        Lo  !  Jesus,  who  invites, 

Declares,  ••  I  quickly  come:" 
Lord,  even  so!   we  wait  thine  hour; 

0  blest  Redeemer,  come  ! 

Ens.  Coll. 


304.  Gen.  8:9. 

1  Oh,  cease,  my  wand'ring  soul, 
On  restless  wing  to  roam  ; 

All  this  wide  world,  to  either  pole, 
Hath  not  for  thee  a  home. 

2  Behold  the  ark  of  God  ! 
Behold  the  open  door ! 

Oh,  haste  to  gain  that  dear  abode, 
And  rove,  my  soul,  no  more. 

3  There,  safe  thou  shalt  abide, 
There  sweet  shall  be  thy-  rest, 

And  every  longing  satisfied, 
With  full  salvation  blest. 

MCHLENBURO. 

305.  2  Cor.  6:  2. 

1  Now  is  th'  accepted  time, 
Now  is  the  day  of  grace ; 

O  sinners!  come,  without  delay, 
And  seek  the  Saviour's  face. 

2  Now  is  th'  accepted  time, 
The  Saviour  calls  to-day ; 

To-morrow  it  may  be  too  late;  — 
Then  why  should  3rou  delay  ? 

3  Now  is  th'  accepted  time, 
The  gospel  bids  you  come ; 

And  every  promise  in  his  word 
Declares  there  yet  is  room. 

4  Lord,  draw  reluctant  souls, 
And  feast  them  with  thy  love; 

Then  will  the  angels  spread  their  wings, 
And  bear  the  news  above. 

DOBELL. 


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1 


Land  of  Peace. 


Come  to  the  land  of  peace  ; 
From  shadows  come  away ; 
Where  all  the  sounds  of  weeping  cease, 
And  storms  no  more  have  sway. 

2  Fear  hath  no  dwelling  here  ; 
But  pure  repose  and  love 

,   Breathe  through  the  bright,  celestial  air, 
The  spirit  of  the  dove. 

3  Come  to  the  bright  and  blest, 
Gathered  from  every  land  ; 

For  here  thy  soul  shall  find  its  rest, 
Amid  the  shining  band. 

4  In  this  divine  abode, 

Change  leaves  no  saddening  trace; 
me,  trusting  spirit,  to  thy  God, 
Thy  holy  resting-place. 

307 .  1  John  1 :  3. 

1       Our  heavenly  Father  calls, 
And  Christ  invites  us  near; 
With  both,  our  friendship  shall  be  sweet, 
And  our  communion  dear. 

I       God  pities  all  our  griefs; 
He  pardons  everyday; 
Almighty  to  protect  our  souls, 
And  wise  to  guide  our  way. 

3       How  large  his  bounties  are  ! 
What  various  stores  of  good, 
Diffused  from  our  Redeemer's  hand, 
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Jesus,  our  living  Head, 
"We  bless  thy  faithful  care ; 
Our  Advocate  before  the  throne, 
And  our  Forerunner  there. 

Here  fix,  my  roving  heart ! 
Here  wait,  my  warmest  love  ! 
Till  the  communion  be  complete, 
In  nobler  scenes  above. 

DODDKIDGE. 


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Rest  not  to  be  found  in  the  World. 

Oh  !  where  shall  rest  be  found,  — 
Rest  for  the  weary  soul  ? 
'Twere  vain  the  ocean  depths  to  sound, 
Or  pierce  to  either  pole. 

The  world  can  never  give 
The  bliss  for  which  we  sigh  : 
'Tis  not  the  whole  of  life  to  live, 
Nor  all  of  death  to  die. 

Beyond  this  vale  of  tears, 
There  is  a  life  above, 
Unmeasured  by  the  flight  of  years; 
And  all  that  life  is  love. 

There  is  a  death  whose  pang 
Outlasts  the  fleeting  breath  : 
Oh,  what  eternal  horrors  hang 
Around  the  second  death  ! 

Lord  God  pf  truth  and  grace  ! 
Teach  us  that  death  to  shun ; 
Lest  we  be  banished  from  thy  face, 
And  evermore  undone. 

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1  Come,  said  Jesus'  sacred  voice, 
Come,  and  make  my  paths  your  choice ;. 
I  will  guide  you  to  your  home, 
Weary  wanderer,  hither  come  ! 

2  Thou  who,  homeless  and  forlorn, 
Long  hast  borne  the  proud  world's  scorn, 
Long  hast  roamed  the  barren  waste, 
Weary  wanderer,  hither  haste. 

3  Ye  who,  tossed  on  beds  of  pain, 
Seek  for  ease,  but  seek  in  vain ; 
Ye,  b}'  fiercer  anguish  torn, 

In  remorse  for  guilt  who  mourn  :  — 

4  Hither  come  !  for  here  is  found 
Balm  that  flows  for  every  wound, 
Peace  that  ever  shall  endure, 
Rest  eternal,  sacred,  sure. 

Babbatjld. 

310.  Matt.  11:28. 

1  Comk,  ye  weary  souls,  oppressed, 

Answer  to  the  Saviour's  call ; 
'*Comc,  and  T  will  give  you  rest; 
Come,  and  I  will  save  you  all." 

2  Jesus,  full  of  truth  and  love, 

We  thy  kindest  call  obey, 
Faithful  let  thy  mercies  prove, 
Take  our  load  of  guilt  away. 


3  Weary  of  this  war  within, 

Weary  of  this  endless  strife, 
Weary  of  ourselves  and  sin, 
Weary  of  a  wretched  life  ;  — 

4  Burdened  with  a  world  of  grief, 

Burdened  with  our  sinful  load, 
Burdened  with  this  unbelief, 

Burdened  with  the  wrath  of  God;- 

5  Lo,  we  come  to  thee  for  ease, 

True  and  gracious  as  thou  art ; 
Now  our  weary  souls  release, 
Write  forgiveness  on  our  heart. 

311.  Isaiah  53:  4. 

1  Weary  sinner !  keep  thine  eyes 
On  th'  atoning  Sacrifice  ; 
View  him  bleeding  on  the  tree, 
Pouring  out  his  life  for  thee. 

2  Surely,  Christ  thy  griefs  hath  borne ; 
Weeping  soul,  no  longer  mourn  : 
Now  by  faith  the  Son  embrace, 
Plead  his  promise,  trust  his  grace. 

3  Cast  thy  guilty  soul  on  him  ; 
Find  him  mighty  to  redeem  : 
At  his  feet  thy  burden  lay  ; 
Look  thy  doubts  and  care  away. 

4  Lord,  come  thou  with  power  to  heal ; 
Now  thy  mighty  arm  reveal  : 
At  thy  feet  myself  I  lay ; 
Take,  oh,  take  my  sins  away ! 


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312.  Ezek.  33:  11. 

Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die  ? 
God,  your  Saviour,  asks  you,  Why  ? 
He  who  did  your  souls  retrieve 
Died  himself,  that  ye  might  live. 
Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die  ? 
God,  the  Spirit,  asks  you,  Why  ? 
He  who  all  your  lives  hath  strove 
Urged  you  to  embrace  his  love  : 
4  Will  ye  not  his  grace  receive  ? 
Will  ye  still  refuse  to  live  ? 
<  >  ye  dying  sinners  !  why, 
Why  will  ye  forever  die  ? 

C.  Wesley. 

313.  Eph.  5:  14. 

1  Sinxer,  rouse  thee  from  thy  sleep ; 
Wake,  and  o'er  thy  folly  weep  ; 

36  thy  spirit  dark  and  dead  ; 
Jesus  waits  his  light  to  shed. 

2  Wake  from  Bleep,  arise  from  death  ; 

the  bright  and  living  path: 
Watchful  tread  that  path  —  be  wise; 
ve  thy  folly,  seek  the  skies. 

3  Leave  thy  folly,  cease  from  crime, 

in  this  hour  redeem  the  time; 
Life  secure,  without  delay; 
Evil  is  thy  mortal  day. 

-inner,  from  thy  sleep; 
Wake,  and  o'er  thy  folly  weep; 

mis  calls  from  death  and  nighty 
Wake,  and  he  shall  give  thee  light. 

Ens.  Coll. 


314.  IPet.  4:  18. 

1  When  thy  mortal  life  is  fled, 

When  the  death-shades  o'er  thee  spread, 
When  is  finished  thy  career, 
Sinner,  where  wilt  thou  appear  ? 

2  When  the  Judge  descends  in  light, 
Clothed  in  majesty  and  might, 
When  the  wicked  quail  with  fear, 
Where,  oh,  where  wilt  thou  appear  ? 

3  What  shall  soothe  thy  bursting  heart, 
When  the  saints  and  thou  must  part  ? 
When  the  good  with  joy  are  crowned, 
Sinner,  where  wilt  thou  be  found  ? 

4  While  the  Holy  Ghost  is  nigh, 
Quickly  to  the  Saviour  fly  ; 
Then  shall  peace  thy  spirit  cheer; 
Then  in  heaven  shalt  thou  appear. 

S.F.Smith. 
OlO .  Danger  of  Delay. 

1  Hasten,  sinner !  to  he  wise, 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun  ; 
Wisdom,  if  you  still  despise, 
Harder  is  it  to  be  won. 

2  Hasten  mercy  to  implore, 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun, 
Lest  thy  season  should  be  o'er, 
Ere  this  evening's  stage  bo  run. 

3  Hasten,  sinner!   to  be  blest, 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun, 
Lest  perdition  tlice  arrest, 
Ere  the  morrow  is  begun. 

T.  Scott. 


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1  One  there  is,  above  all  others, 

Well  deserves  the  name  of  Friend  ; 
His  is  love  beyond  a  brother's, 
Costly,  free,  and  knows  no  end. 

2  Which  of  all  our  friends,  to  save  us, 

Could  or  would  have  shed  his  blood  ? 
But  our  Jesus  died  to  have  us 
Reconciled  in  him  to  God. 

3  When  he  lived  on  earth  abased, 

Friend  of  sinners  was  his  name; 
Now  above  all  glory  raised, 
He  rejoices  in  the  same. 

4  Oh,  for  grace  onr  hearts  to  soften, 

Teach  us,  Lord,  at  length  to  love ; 
We,  alas  !  forget  too  often 

What  a  Friend  we  have  above. 

Newton. 

3 1 T  .  Self-  Surrender. 

1  Take  me,  O  my  Father,  take  me ! 

Take  me,  save  me  through  thy  Son ; 

That  which  thou  wouldst  have  me,  make 

Let  thy  will  in  me  be  done.  [me, 

2  Long  from  thee  my  footsteps  straying, 

Thorny  proved  the  way  I  trod; 

Weary  come  I  now,  and  praying  — 

Take  me  to  thy  love,  my  God  ! 

5  Fruitless  years  with  grief  recalling, 

Humbly  1  eonfess  my  sin  ; 
At  thy  feet,  0  Father,  falling, 
To  thy  household  take  me  in. 


4  Freely  to  thee  now  I  proffer 

This  relenting  heart  of  mine  ; 
Freely  life  and  soul  I  offer,  — 
Gift  unworthy  love  like  thine. 

5  Father,  take  me !  all  forgiving, 

Fold  me  to  thy  loving  breast ; 
In  thy  love  forever  living, 
I  must  be  forever  blest. 

Ray  Palmer. 

318.  Matt.  4:19. 

1  Jesus  calls  us!  o'er  the  tumult 

Of  our  life's  wild,  restless  sea, 
Day  by  day  his  sweet  voice  soundeth, 
Saying,  Christian,  follow  me ! 

2  Jesus  calls  us,  from  the  worship 

Of  the  vain  world's  golden  store  ; 

From  each  idol  that  would  keep  us, 

Saying,  Christian,  love  me  more  ! 

3  In  our  joys  and  in  our  sorrows, 

Days  of  toil  and  hours  of  ease, 
Still  he  calls,  in  cares  and  pleasures, 
Christian,  love  me  more  than  these ! 

4  Jesus  calls  us  !  by  thy  mercies, 

Saviour,  may  we  hear  thy  call ; 

Give  our  hearts  to  thy  obedience, 

Serve  and  love  thee  best  of  all. 

Benediction. 

May  the  grace  of  Christ  our  Saviour, 
And  the  Father's  boundless  love, 

With  the  Holy  Spirit's  favor, 
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319 .  Hasten  to  the  Saviour. 

L  Hear,  0  sinner !  mercy  hails  you ; 
Now  with  sweetest  voice  she  calls; 
Bids  you  haste  to  seek  the  Saviour, 
Ere  the  hand  of  justice  falls: 

Hear,  0  sinner! 
'Tis  the  voice  of  mercy  calls. 
Haste,  0  sinner,  to  the  Saviour! 

Seek  his  mercy  while  you  may; 
Soon  the  day  of  grace  is  over ; 
Soon  your  life  will  pass  away: 

Haste,  0  Burner  J 
You  must  perish  if  you  stay. 

Reed. 

320.  Look  to  Jesus. 

I  Come,  ye  souls  by  sin  afflicted, 

Bowed  with  fruitless  sorrow  down, 
By  the  perfect  law  convicted,     ^ 

Through  the  cross  behold  the  crown ; 

Look  to  Jesus ; 
Mercy  Hows  through  him  alone. 
Take  his  easy  yoke,  and  wear  it; 

Love  will  make  obedience  sweet; 
Christ  will  give  you  strength  to  bear  it, 
While  his  wisdom  guides  your  feet 

lory, 
Where  his  ransomed  captives  meet. 
•3  Sweet  as  home  to  pilgrims  weary, 
Light  to  newly-opened  eyi 
Or  full  springs  in  deserts  dreary, 
Is  the  re-t  the  cross  suppK 

All  who  taste  it 
Shall  to  rest  immortal  rise. 


SAl.  The  Message  of  Mercy. 

1  Hear   the  heralds  of  the  gospel 

News  from  Zion's  King  proclaim  :  - 
u  To  each  rebel  sinner  pardon  ; 
Free  forgiveness  in  his  name  : " 

Oh,  what  mercy  ! 
"  Free  forgiveness  in  his  name." 

2  Sinners,  will  you  scorn  the  message 

Sent  in  mercy  from  above  ? 
Every  sentence,  oh,  how  tender! 
Every  line  is  full  of  love  : 

Listen  to  it ; 
Every  line  is  full  of  love. 

3  0  ye  angels,  hovering  round  us, 

Waiting  spirits,  speed  your  way  ; 
Hasten  to  the  court  of  heaven, 
Tidings  bear  without  delay  ; 

Rebel  sinners 
Glad  the  message  will  obey. 

Allen's  Coll. 
322.  Jesus  received. 

1  WELCOME,  welcome,  dear  Redeemer,  - 

Welcome  to  this  heart  of  mine  ; 
Lord,  I  make  a  full  surrender, 

Every  power  and  thought  be  thine, - 

Thine  entirely. 
Through  eternal  ages  thine. 

2  Known  to  all  to  be  thy  mansion, 

Earth  and  hell  will  disappear, 
Or  in  vain  attempt  possession, 

When  they  find  the  Lord  is  near: 

Shout,  0  Zion! 
Shunt,  ye  saints!    the  Lord  is  here. 


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1  Burdened  with  guilt,  wouldst  thou  be 

blest? 
Trust  not  the  world  ;  it  gives  no  rest : 
I  bring  relief  to  hearts  oppressed ; 
O  weary  sinner,  come  ! 

2  Come,  leave  thy  burden  at  the  cross ; 
Count  all  thy  gains  but  empty  dross ; 
My  grace  repays  all  earthly  loss : 

O  needy  sinner,  come  ! 

3  Come,  hither  bring  thy  boding  fears, 
Thy  aching  heart,  thy  bursting  tears ; 
'Tis  mercy's  voice  salutes  thine  ears: 

O  trembling  sinner,  come  ! 

4  "  The  Spirit  and  the  Bride  say,  Come ! " 
Rejoicing  saints  re-echo,  Come  ! 

Who  faints,  who  thirsts,  who  will,  may 
come ; 
Thy  Saviour  bids  thee  come. 

o^4.  Tlie  Unseen  Friend. 

1  0  holy  Saviour !  Friend  unseen ! 
Since  on  thine  arm  thou  bid'st  me  lean, 
Help   me,    throughout    life's   changing 

scene, 
By  faith  to  cling  to  thee  ! 

2  Pdest  with  this  fellowship  divine, 
Take  what  thou  wilt,  I'll  not  repine; 
For,  as  the  1  tranches  to  the  vine, 

My  soul  would  cling  to  thee. 

.')   What  though  the  world  deceitful  prove, 
And  earthly  friends  and  hopes  remove; 
With  patient,  uncomplaining  love, 
Still  would  I  cling  to  thee. 


4  Though  oft  I  seem  to  tread  alone 
Life's  dreary  waste,  with    thorns    o'er 

grown, 
Thy  voice  of  love,  in  gentlest  tone, 
Still  whispers,  "  Cling  to  me !  *' 

5  Though  faith  and  hope  are  often  tried 
I  ask  not,  need  not,  aught  beside ; 

So  safe,  so  calm,  so  satisfied, 

The  soul  that  clings  to  thee  ! 

O^O.  Christ's  Intercession. 

1  O  thou,  the  contrite  sinner's  Friend ! 
Who,  loving,  lov'st  them  to  the  end, 
On  this  alone  my  hopes  depend, 

That  thou  wilt  plead  for  me. 

2  When  weary  in  the  Christian  race, 
Far  off  appears  my  resting-place, 
And, •fainting,  I  mistrust  thy  grace, 

Then,  Saviour,  plead  for  me. 

3  When  I  have  erred  and  gone  astray. 
Afar  from  thine  and  wisdom's  way, 
And  see  no  glimmering,  guiding  ray, 

Still,  Saviour,  plead  for  me. 

4  When  Satan,  by  my  sins  made  bold, 
Strives  from  thy  cross  to  loose  my  hol< 
Then  with  thy  pitying  arms  enfold, 

And  plead,  oh,  plead  for  me ! 


5  And  when  my  dying  hour  draws  ner 
Darkened  with  anguish,  guil 
Then  to  my  fainting  Bight  appear, 
Pleadincr  in  heaven  for 


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1  Come,  ye  disconsolate,  where'er  ye  lan- 
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Come   to   the    mercy-seat,    fervently 
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Here  bring  your  wounded  hearts,  here 
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1  To-day  the  Saviour  calls : 

Ye  wanderers,  come ; 
O  ye  benighted  souls, 
Why  longer  roam  ? 

2  To-day  the  Saviour  calls  ; 

Oh,  hoar  him  now  ; 
Within  these  sacred  walU 
To  Jesus  how. 
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For  refuge  fly  ; 
The  storm  of  justice  falls, 
And  death  is  nigh. 

4  The  Spirit  calls  to-day  ; 

field  to  his  power; 
Oh,  grieve  him  not  away: 

'Tis  mercy's  hour. 


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2  Ye  souls  that  are  wounded,  oh,  flee  to 

the  Saviour! 
He  calls  you  in  mercy  ;  'tis  infinite  favor ; 
Your  sins  are  increasing;  escape   to  the 

mountain  ; 
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Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb,  etc. 

3  With  joy  shall  we  stand,  when  escaped 

to  the  shore  ; 
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Ilalellujah  to  the  Lamb,  etc. 

TilOKNIIY. 

329.  John  11:  25. 

1  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave  ;  but  we 

will  not  deplore  thee, 
Though  sorrows  and  darkness  encompass 

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2  Thou   art   gone  to    the    grave;  we    no 

longer  behold  thee, 
Nor  tread  the  rough  paths  of  the  world 

by  thy  side  ; 
But  the  wide  arms  of  mercy  are  spread  to 

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mansion  forsaking, 

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gered long  ; 

But  the  sunshine  of  heaven  beamed 
bright  on  thy  waking, 

And  the  sound  thou  didst  hear  was  the 
seraphim's  song. 

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Be  our  advocate  and  friend. 

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Jesus,  thy  sweet  call 

Falls  like  evening  dew 
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Shedding  life  and  strength  anew. 
Though  to-day  be  full  of  sorrow, 
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1  With  broken  heart  and  contrite  sigh, 
A  trembling  sinner,  Lord,  I  cry ; 
Thy  pardoning  grace  is  rich  and  free : 
O  God,  be  merciful  to  me  ! 

2  I  smite  upon  my  troubled  breast, 
With  deep  and  conscious  guilt  oppressed; 
Christ  and  his  cross  my  only  plea : 

O  God,  be  merciful  to  me  ! 

3  Far  off  I  stand  with  tearful  eyes, 
Nor  dare  uplift  them  to  the  skies ; 
But  thou  dost  all  my  anguish  see : 
O  God,  be  merciful  to  me  ! 

4  Nor  alms,  nor  deeds  that  I  have  done, 
Can  for  a  single  sin  atone ; 

To  Calvary  alone  I  flee : 
O  God,  be  merciful  to  me  ! 

333.  Johnl:  29. 

1  Just  as  I  am,  without  one  plea, 
But  that  thy  blood  was  shed  for  me, 
And  that  thou  bid'st  me  come  to  thee, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come  !  I  come ! 

2  Just  as  1  am,  and  waiting  not 

To  rid  my  soul  of  one  dark  blot,  [spot. 
To  thee,  whose  blood  can  cleanse  each 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come  !  I  come  ! 

3  Just  as  I  am,  though  tossed  about 
With  many  a  conflict,  many  a  doubt, 
Fightings  within,  and  fears  without, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come  !  I  come ! 


4  Just  as  I  am,  —  poor,  wretched,  blind; 
Sight,  riches,  healing  of  the  mind, 
Yea,  all  I  need,  in  thee  to  find, 

0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come  !  I  come  ! 

5  Just  as  I  am,  thou  wilt  receive, 

Wilt  welcome,  pardon,  cleanse,  relieve ; 
Because  thy  promise  I  believe, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come  !  I  come  ! 

6  Just  as  I  am,  thy  love  unknown 
Hath  broken  every  barrier  down  ; 
Now,  to  be  thine,  yea,  thine  alone, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come  !   I  come  ! 

Cuaulotte  Elliott. 

334.  Psalm  51. 

1  A  broken  heart,  my  God,  my  King, 
Is  all  the  sacrifice  I  bring; 

The  God  of  grace  will  ne'er  despise 
A  broken  heart  for  sacrifice. 

2  My  soul  lies  humbled  in  the  dust, 
And  owns  thy  dreadful  sentence  just; 
Look  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye, 
And  save  the  soul  condemned  to  die. 

3  Then  will  I  teach  the  world  thy  ways; 
Sinners  shall  learn  thy  sovereign  grace; 
I'll  lead  them  to  my  Saviour's  blood, 
And  they  shall  praise  a  pardoning  God. 

4  Oh,  may  thy  love  inspire  my  tongue! 
Salvation  shall  be  all  mv  song; 
And  all  my  powers  shall  join  to  bless 
The  Lord,  my  Strength  and  Righteous- 
ness. 

Watts. 


Repentance.     Prayers  for  Pardon. 


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wdO.  Prayer  for  Pardon. 

1  Oh  that  my  loud  of  sin  were  gone  ! 

Oh  that   I  could  at  last  submit 
At  Jesus'  feet  to  lay  it  down,  — 
To  lay  my  soul  at  Jesus'  feet  I 

2  Rest  for  my  soul  I  long  to  find : 

Saviour  of  all,  if  mine  thou  art, 
Give  me  thy  meek  and  lowly  mind, 
And  stamp  thine  image  on  my  heart. 

3  Break  off  the  yoke  of  inbred  sin, 

And  fully  set  my  spirit  free  : 
I  cannot  rest  till  pure  within, 
Till  I  am  wholly  lost  in  thee. 

4  Fain  would  I  learn  of  thee,  my  God ; 

Thy  light  and  easy  burden  prove ; 
The  cross  all  stained  with  hallowed  blood, 
The  labor  of  thy  dying  love. 

5  I  would,  but  thou  must  give  the  power  ; 

My  heart  from  every  sin  release ; 
Bring  near,  bring  near  the  joyful  hour, 
And  fill  me  with  thy  perfect  peace  ! 
.C.  Wesley. 

336.  Psalm  51. 

1  Show  pity,  Lord !  O  Lord,  forgive  ! 
Let  a  repenting  rebel  live ; 

Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free  ? 
May  not  a  sinner  trust  in  thee  ? 

2  My  crimes  are  great,  but  ne'er  surpass 
The  power  and  glory  of  thy  grace  : 
Great  God !  thy  nature  hath  no  bound, 
So  let  thy  pardoning  love  be  found. 

3  Oh,  wash  my  soul  from  every  sin, 
And  make  my  guilty  conscience  clean  ! 
Here  on  my  heart  the  burden  lies, 
And  past  offences  pain  mine  eyes. 

4  My  lips  with  shame  my  sins  confess, 
Against  thy  law,  against  thy  grace; 
Lord,  should  thy  judgment  grow  severe, 
I  am  condemned,  but  thou  art  clear. 

5  Yet  save  a  trembling  sinner,  Lord  ! 
Whose  hope,  still  hovering  round  thy 

word. 
Wouldlight  on  some  sweet  promise  there, 
Some  sure  support  against  despair. 

Watts. 


337.  Rom.  5:  1. 

1  Thou  Prince  of  glory,  slain  for  me, 

Breathing  forgiveness  in  thy  prayer; 
That  loving,  melting  look  I  see, 

That  bursting  sigh,  that  tender  tear. 

2  Can  I  behold  that  closing  eye, 

Still  fixed  on  me,  still  beaming  love? 
And  can  I  see  my  Saviour  die, 
Nor  feel  one  holy  passion  move  ? 

3  Let  me  hut  hear  thy  dying  voice 

Pronounce  forgiveness  in  my  hreast; 
My  trembling  spirit  shall  rejoice, 
And  feel  the  calm  of  heavenly  rest. 

4  Lord,  thine  atoning  blood  apply, 

And  life  or  death  is  sweet  to  me; 

In  life's  last  hour,  thy  presence,  nigh, 

From  fear  shall  set  my  spirit  free. 

COLLVKR. 

00O.  The  Sinner  reconciled  to  God. 

1  Trembling  before  thine  awful  throne, 
O  Lord  !  in  dust  my  sins  I  own  ; 
Justice  and  Mercy  for  my  life 
Contend  ;  oh,  smile  and  heal  the  strife. 

2  The  Saviour  smiles  !  upon  my  soul 
New  tides  of  hope  tumultuous  roll ; 
His  voice  proclaims  my  pardon  found, 
Seraphic  transport  wings  the  sound. 

3  Earth  has  a  joy  unknown  in  heaven,  — 
The  new-born  peace  of  sin  forgiven] 
Tears  of  such  pure  and  deep  delight, 
Ye  angels,  never  dimmed  your  sight. 

4  Ye  saw  of  old,  on  chaos  rise 

The  beauteous  pillars  of  the  skies  : 

Ye  know  where  morn,  exulting  springs, 

And  evening  folds  her  drooping  wings. 

5  Bright  heralds  of  th'  eternal  Will, 
Abroad  his  errands  ye  fulfil ; 

Or,  throned  in  floods  of  beamy  day, 
Symphonious,  in  his  presence  play. 

G  But  I  amid  your  choirs  shall  shine, 
And  all  your  knowledge  will  be  mine: 
Ye  on  your  harps  must  lean  to  hear 
A  secret  chord  that  mine  will  bear. 

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2  Now,  for  the  love  I  bear  his  name, 

What  was  my  gain,  I  count  my  loss  ; 
My  former  pride  I  call  my  shame, 
And  nail  my  glory  to  his  cross. 

3  Yes,  and  I  must  and  will  esteem 

All  things  but  loss  for  Jesus'  sake ; 
Oh,  may  my  soul  be  found  in  him, 
And  of  his  righteousness  partake  ! 

4  The  best  obedience  of  my  hands 

Dares  not  appear  before  thy  throne; 
But  faith  can  answer  thy  demands, 
By  pleading  what  my  Lord  has  done. 

Watts. 

340.  Isaiah  61:  10. 

1  Jesus  !  thy  blood  and  righteousness 
My  beauty  are,  my  glorious  dress ; 
'Mid  flaming  worlds,  in  these  arrayed, 
With  joy  shall  I  lift  up  my  head. 

2  When  from  the  dust  of  earth  I  rise 
To  claim  my  mansion  in  the  skies; 
E'en  then  shall  this  be  all  my  plea : 
"Jesus  hath  lived  and  died  for  me." 

3  This  spotless  robe  the  same  appears, 
When  ruined  nature  sinks  in  years; 
No  age  can  change  its  glorious  hue ; 
The  robe  of  Christ  is  ever  new. 

4  Oh,  let  the  dead  now  hear  thy  voice; 
Now  bid  thy  banished  ones  rejoice; 
Their  beauty  this,  their  glorious  dress, — 
Jesus  !  thy  blood  and  righteousness  ! 

Thans.  «y  C.  Wesley. 


341.  Rom.  1:  16. 

1  Though  all  the  world  my  choice  deride, 

\  et  Jesus  shall  ni}r  portion  be ; 
For  I  am  pleased  with  none  beside ; 
The  fairest  of  the  fair  is  he. 

2  Sweet  is  the  vision  of  thy  face,  % 

And  kindness  o'er  thy  lips  is  shed  ; 
Lovely  art  thou,  and  full  of  grace, 
And  glory  beams  around  thy  head. 

3  Thy  sufferings  I  embrace  with  thee, 

Thy  poverty  and  shameful  cross; 
The  pleasures  of  the  world  I  flee, 
And  deem  its  treasures  only  dross. 

4  Be  daily  dearer  to  my  heart, 

And  ever  let  me  feel  thee  near  ; 
Then  willingly  with  all  I'd  part, 
Nor  count  it  worthy  of  a  tear. 

G.  TEKSTEEOAN. 

342.  Psalm  51:  11. 

1  Stay,  thou  insulted  Spirit,  stay ! 

Though  I  have  done  thee  such  despite, 
Cast  not  a  sinner  quite  away, 

Nor  take  thine  everlasting  flight. 

2  Though  I  have  most  unfaithful  been 

Of  all  who  e'er  thy  grace  received  ; 
Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  seen, 
Ten    thousand    times    thy  goodness 
grieved ; 

3  Yet,  oh,  the  chief  of  sinners  spare, 

In  honor  of  my  great  High  Priest ! 
Nor,  in  thy  righteous  anger,  swear 
I  shall  not  see  thy  people's  rest, 

C.  Wesley. 


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1  Forever  here  my  rest  shall  be, 

Close  to  thy  bleeding  side  ; 
This  all  my  hope  and  all  my  plea, — 
For  me  the  Saviour  died. 

2  My  dying  Saviour,  and  my  God, 

Fountain  for  guilt  and  sin, 
Sprinkle  me  ever  with  thy  blood, 
And  cleanse  and  keep  me  clean. 

3  Wash  me,  and  make  me  thus  thine  own 

Wash  me,  and  mine  thou  art ; 

Wash  me,  but  not  1113-  feet  alone,  — 

My  hands,  my  head,  my  heart. 

4  Th'  atonement  of  thy  blood  apply, 

Till  faith  to  sight  improve ; 
Till  hope  in  full  fruition  die, 
And  all  my  soul  be  love. 

C.  Wesley. 

344.  Jer.3:22. 

1  How  oft,  alas  !  this  wretched  heart 

Has  wandered  from  the  Lord  ! 
How  oft  my  roving  thoughts  depart, 
Forgetful  of  his  word ! 

2  Yet  sovereign  mercy  calls,  "  Return  !" 

Dear  Lord,  and  may  I  come  ? 
My  vile  ingratitude  I  mourn: 
Oh,  take  the  wanderer  home  ! 

:id  canst  thou,  wilt  thou  yet  forgive, 
And  bid  my  Crimea  remov 
And  shall  a  pardoned  rebel  live, 
To  speak  thy  wondrous  love  ? 


4  Almighty  grace,  thy  healing  power, 

How  glorious,  how  divine  ! 
That  can  to  life  and  bliss  restore 
A  heart  so  vile  as  mine. 

5  Thy  pard'ning  love,  so  free,  so  sweet, 

Dear  Saviour,  I  adore ; 

Oh,  keep  me  at  thy  sacred  feet, 

And  let  me  rove  no  more  ! 

Mrs.  Steele. 

345.  Luke  15:  17-21. 

1  A  stranger  in  a  barren  land, 

Weary  and  faint  I  roam  ; 
Why  did  I  scorn  a  Father's  yoke, 
Or  leave  my  happy  home  ? 

2  I  will  arise,  I  will  return 

And  seek  my  Father's  face  ; 
Tell  him  my  sorrow,  sin,  and  shame, 
And  plead  his  pardoning  grace. 

3  0  Father,  thy  poor,  sinful  child 

Returns,  at  length,  to  thee  ! 
Unworthy  to  be  called  thy  son, 
Let  me  thy  servant  be ! 

4  He  meets  me  yet  a  great  way  off, 

And  clasps  me  to  his  breast ; 
He  takes  me  to  his  home  again, 
And  gives  the  wanderer  1 

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And  Spirit  be  adored, 
Where  there  are  works  to  make  him  known, 
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1  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 

"  Come  unto  me  and  rest ; 
Lay  down,  thou  weary  one,  lay  down 

Thy  head  upon  my  breast." 
I  came  to  Jesus  as  I  was, 

Weary  and  worn  and  sad ; 
I  found  in  him  a  resting-place, 

And  he  has  made  me  glad. 

2  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 

"  Behold,  I  freely  give 
The  living  water  !  thirsty  one, 

Stoop  down,  and  drink,  and  live." 
I  came  to  Jesus,  and  I  drank 

Of  that  life-giving  stream  :       [vived, 
My   thirst  was  quenched,  my  soul  re- 

And  now  I  live  in  him. 

3  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 

"  I  am  this  dark  world's  light : 
Look  unto  me;  thy  morn  shall  rise, 

And  all  thy  day  he  bright." 
I  looked  to  Jesus  and  I  found 

In  him  my  Star,  my  Sun; 
And  in  that  light  of  life  I'll  walk 

Till  all  my  journey's  done. 

BOXAK. 


347  Psalm  51. 

1  Turn  not  thy  face  away,  O  Lord ! 

From  them  that  lowly  lie, 
Lamenting  sore  their  sinful  life 

With  tears  and  bitter  cry. 
Thy  mercy-gate  stands  open  wide 

To  them  that  mourn  their  sin; 
Shut,  not  that  gate  against  us,  Lord ! 

But  let  us  enter  in. 

2  Thouknowest,  Lord,  what  things  be  past, 

And  all  the  things  that  be ; 
Thou  knowest  well  what  is  to  come ; 

There's  nothing  hid  from  thee. 
So  press  we  to  thy  mercy-gate, 

Where  mercy  doth  abound, 
Imploring  pardon  for  our  sin, 

To  heal  our  deadly  wound. 

3  0  Lord  !  we  need  not  to  repeat 

What  we  do  beg  and  crave  ; 
For  thou  dost  know,  before  we  ask, 

The  blessing  we  would  have. 
Mercy,  0  Lord  !  we  mercy  seek ; 

This  is  the  height  and  sum  ; 
For  mercy,  Lord,  is  all  our  prayer, 

Oh,  let  thy  mercy  come  ! 


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1  Soon  as  I  heard  my  Father  say, 

"  Ye  children,  seek  my  grace, " 
My  heart  replied  without  delay, 
"  I'll  seek  my  Father's  face/' 

2  Let  not  thy  face  be  hid  from  me, 

Nor  frown  my  soul  away  ; 
God  of  mj-  life,  I  fly  to  thee, 
In  each  distressing  day. 

3  My  fainting  flesh  had  died  with  grief, 

Had  not  my  soul  believed 
Thy  grace  would  soon  provide  relief ; 
Nor  was  my  hope  deceived. 

4  Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  trembling  saints, 

And  keep  your  courage  up  ; 
He'll  raise  your  spirit  when  it  faints, 
And  far  exceed  your  hope. 

"Watts. 

349.  Prov.  23:26. 

1  My  God,  accept  my  heart  this  day, 

And  make  it  always  thine ; 
That  I  from  thee  no  more  may  stray, 
No  more  from  thee  decline. 

2  Before  the  cross  of  Him  who  died, 

Behold.  I  prostrate  fall ; 

Let  every  Bill  be  crucified, 

Let  Christ  be  all  in  all. 

Lyra  Oath. 

350.  14:  1. 

1  0  Thot,  whose  tender  mercy  hears 
Contrition's  humble  sigh  ; 
Whose  hand  indulgent  wipes  the  tears 
From  sorrow's  weeping  eye  ;  — 


2  See,  Lord,  before  thy  throne  of  grace, 

A  wretched  wanderer  mourn : 
Hast  thou  not  bid  me  seek  thy  face? 
Hast  thou  not  said,  "  Return  "  ? 

3  And  shall  my  guilty  fears  prevail 

To  drive  me  from  thy  feet? 
Oh,  let  not  this  dear  refuge  fail, 
This  only  safe  retreat ! 

4  Oh,  shine  on  this  benighted  heart, 

With  beams  of  mercy  shine  ! 
And  let  thy  healing  voice  impart 
The  sense  of  joy  divine. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

351.  Luke  15:  7. 

1  Oh,  how  divine,  how  sweet  the  joy, 

When  but  one  sinner  turns, 
And  with  an  humble,  broken  heart, 
His  sins  and  errors  mourns  ! 

2  Pleased  with  the  news,  the  saints  below 

In  songs  their  tongues  employ; 
Beyond  the  skies  the  tidings  go, 
And  heaven  is  filled  with  joy. 

3  Well  pleased  the  Father  sees  and  hears 

The  conscious  sinner's  moan; 
Jesus  receives  him  in  his  arms, 
And  claims  him  for  his  own. 

4  Nor  angels  can  their  joys  contain, 

But  kindle  with  new  fire;  — 
"Tin*  sinner  lost  is  found,"  they  sing, 
And  strike  the  sounding  lyre. 

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4  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face, 

While  his  dear  cross  appears; 

Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness, 

And  melt  mine  eyes  to  tears. 

5  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 

The  debt  of  love  I  owe  : 
Here,  Lord,  I  give  myself  away ; 
;Tis  all  that  I  can  do. 

Watts. 

O04.  Repentance. 

1  Dear  Saviour,  when  my  thoughts  recall 

The  wonders  of  thy  grace, 
Low  at  thy  feet,  ashamed,  I  fall, 
And  hide  this  wretched  face. 

2  Shall  love  like  thine  be  thus  repaid  ? 

Ah,  vile,  ungrateful  heart  ! 
By  earth's  low  cares  so  oft  betra}red 
From  Jesus  to  depart. 


OO^a.  Penitence. 

1  We  sinners,  Lord,  with  earnest  heart, 

With  sighs  and  prayers  and  tears, 
To  thee  our  inmost  cares  impart, 
Our  burdens  and  our  fears. 

2  Thy  sovereign  grace  can  give  relief, 

Thou  Source  of  peace  and  light ! 
Dispel  the  gloomy  cloud  of  grief, 
And  make  our  darkness  bright. 

3  Around  thy  Father's  throne  on  high, 

All  heaven  thy  glory  sings  ; 
And  earth,  for  which  thou  cam'st  to  die, 
Loud  with  thy  praises  rings. 

4  Dear  Lord  !  to  thee  our  prayers  ascend ; 

Our  eyes  thy  face  would  see : 

Oh  !  let  our  weary  wanderings  end, 

Our  spirits  rest  in  thee  ! 

Bernard. 

353.  Matt.  27:  45. 

1  Alas  !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed? 

And  did  my  Sovereign  die  ? 
Would  he  devote  that  sacred  head 
For  such  a  worm  as  I  ? 

2  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  had  done 

He  groaned  upon  the  tree? 
Amazing  pity  !  grace  unknown  ! 
And  love  beyond  degree! 

3  Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 

And  shut  his  glories  in, 
When  God,  the  mighty  Maker,  died 
For  man  the  creature's  sin. 


3  But  he,  for  his  own  mercy's  sake, 

My  wandering  soul  restores  ; 
He  bids  the  mourning  heart  partake 
The  pardon  it  implores. 

4  Oh,  while  I  breathe  to  thee,  my  Lord, 

The  deep,  repentant  sigh, 
Confirm  the  kind,  forgiving  word, 
With  pity  in  thine  eye  ! 

5  Then  shall  the  mourner  at  thy  feet 

Rejoice  to  seek  thy  face  ; 
And  grateful,  own  how  kind,  how  sweet 


Thy  condescending  gn 


ice  ! 

Mrs.  Steele. 


Prayer  for   Grace.      The  Lost  Sheep  Found. 


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355.  "  Grace  to  Help." 

1  Thou  art  gone  up  on  high, 

To  realms  beyond  the  skies ; 
And  round  thy  throne  unceasingly 

The  songs  of  praise  arise. 
But  we  are  lingering  here. 

With  sin  and  care  oppressed; 
Lord,  send  thy  promised  Comforter, 

And  lead  us  to  thy  rest 

2  Thou  art  gone  up  on  high  ; 

But  thou  didst  first  come  down, 
Through  earth's  most  bitter  misery, 

To  pass  unto  thy  crown ; 
And  girt  with  griefs  and  fears, 

Our  onward  course  must  be  ; 
But  only  let  this  path  of  tears 

Lead  us  at  l*tst  to  thee. 

3  Thou  art  gone  up  on  high  ; 

But  thou  shaft  come  again, 
With  all  the  bright  ones  of  the  sky 

Attendant  in  thy  train. 
Lord,  by  thy  saving  power, 

So  make  us  live  anil  die, 
That  we  may  stand,  in  that  dread  hour, 

At  thy  right  hand  on  high. 


356. 


1  Pet.  2  :  25. 


I  was  a  wandering  sheep; 
I  did  not  love  the  fold  ; 
I  did  not  love  my  Shepherd's  voice  ; 
I  would  not  be  controlled. 

I  was  a  wayward  child ; 
I  did  not  love  my  home; 
I  did  not  love  my  Father's  voice; 
I  loved  afar  to  roam. 

The  Shepherd  sought  his  sheep  ; 

The  Father  sought  his  child  ; 
They  followed  me  o'er  vale  and  hill, 

O'er  deserts  waste  and  wild. 

They  found  me  nigh  to  death, 

Famished  and  faint  and  lone; 
They  bound  me  with  the  bands  of  love ; 

They  saved  the  wandering  one. 

Jesus  my  Shepherd  is; 

Twas  he  that  loved  my  soul  ; 
'Twas  he  that  washed  me  in  his  blood; 

'Twas  he  that  made  me  whole. 

'Twas  he  that  sought  the  lost 

That  found  the  wandering  sheep; 
'Twas  he  that  brought  me  to  the  fold; 

'Tis  he  that  still  doth  keep. 

NA.R. 


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My  Saviour  bids  me  come ; 
All !  why  do  1  delay  ? 
He  calls  the  weary  sinner  home, 
And  3-et  from  him  I  stay  ! 

What  worldly  tie  must  break  ? 
What  idol  3Tet  depart, 
Which  will  not  let  the  Saviour  take 
Possession  of  my  heart  ? 

Jesus,  the  hind'rance  show 
Which  I  have  feared  to  see; 
And  let  me  now  consent  to  know 
What  keeps  me  back  from  thee. 

Oh  !  break  the  fatal  chain, 

And  all  my  bonds  remove ; 

Nor  let  one  bosom-sin  remain, 

To  keep  me  from  thy  love. 


C.  Wesley. 


358. 


Psalm  32. 


Oh,  blessed  souls  are  they 
Whose  Bins  are  covered  o'er! 
Divinely  blest  to  whom  the  Lord 
Imputes  their  guilt  no  more. 

They  mourn  their  follies  past, 
And  keep  their  hearts  with  care ; 
Their  lips  and  lives  without  deceit 
Shall  prove  their  faith  sincere. 

While  I  concealed  my  guilt, 
I  felt  the  festering  wound  ; 
Till  I  confessed  my  sins  to  thee, 
And  ready  pardon  found. 

Let  sinners  learn  to  pray, 

Let  saints  keep  near  the  throne ; 


Our  help  in  times  of  deep  distress 
Is  found  in  God  alone. 

Watts. 
359.  Rom.  2:4. 

1  Is  this  the  kind  return  ? 

Are  these  the  thanks  we  owe? 
Thus  to  abuse  eternal  Love, 
Whence  all  our  blessings  flow  ? 

2  To  what  a  stubborn  frame 
Hath  sin  reduced  our  mind ! 

What  strange  rebellious  wretches  we  \ 
And  God  as  strangely  kind ! 

3  Turn,  turn  us,  mighty  God, 
And  mould  our  souls  afresh  ; 

Break,  sovereign    Grace,  these    hearts 
of  stone, 
And  give  us  hearts  of  flesh. 

4  Let  past  ingratitude 
Provoke  our  weeping  eyes, 

And  hourly,  as  new  mercies  fall, 
Let  hourly  thanks  arise. 

Watts. 
>jDU.  Prayer  for  Mercy. 

1  Thou  gracious  God  and  kind, 
Oh,  cast  our  sins  away; 

Nor  call  our  former  guilt  to  mind, 
Thy  justice  to  display. 

2  Thy  tenderest  mercies  show, 
Thy  richest  grace  prepare, 

Ere  yet,  with  guilty  fears  laid  low, 
We  perish  in  despair. 

3  Save  us  from  guilt  and  shame, 
Thy  glory  to  display; 

And,  for  the  great  Redeemer's  name, 
Wash  all  our  sins  away. 

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361 .  Matt.  26 :  75. 

Jesus,  let  thy  pitying  eye 

Call  back  a  wandering  sheep  ; 
False  to  thee,  like  Peter,  I 

Would  fain  like  Peter  weep. 
Let  me  be  by  grace  restored, 

On  me  be  all  long-suffering  shown, 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 

Saviour,  Prince,  enthroned  above, 

Repentance  to  impart, 
Give  me,  through  thy  dying  love, 

The  humble,  contrite  heart. 
Give  what  I  have  long  implored, 

A  portion  of  thy  grief  unknown  ; 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 

See  me,  Saviour,  from  above, 

Nor  suffer  me  to  die  ; 
Life  and  happiness  and  love 

Beam  from  thy  gracious  eye. 
If  thy  mercies  now  are  stirred, 

If  now  1  do  mv.-elf  bemoan, 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 

C.  Weslky. 


362.  Matt.  11:  19. 

1  God  of  my  salvation,  hear, 

And  help  me  to  believe ; 
Simply  do  I  now  draw  near 

Thy  blessing  to  receive  : 
Full  of  guilt,  alas  !  I  am, 

But  to  thy  wounds  for  refuge  flee : 
Friend  of  sinners,  spotless  Lamb, 

Thy  blood  was  shed  for  me. 

2  Standing  now  as  newly  slain, 

To  thee  1  lift  mine  eye  ; 
Balm  of  all  my  grief  and  pain, 

Thy  blood  is  always  nigh. 
Now  as  yesterday  the  same 

Thou  art,  and  wilt  forever  be  : 
Friend  of  sinners,  spotless  Lamb, 

Thy  blood  was  shed  for  me. 

3  Saviour,  from  thy  wounded  side 

I  never  will  depart  ; 
Here  will  I  my  spirit  hide, 

When  I  am  pure  in  heart  : 
Till  my  place  above  1  claim, 

This  only  shall  be  all  my  plea; 
Friend  of  sinners,  spotless  Lamb, 

Thy  blood  was  shed  for  me. 

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2  I  have  long  withstood  his  grace, 
Long  provoked  him  to  his  face, 
Would  not  hearken  to  his  calls, 
Grieved  him  by  a  thousand  falls. 

3  Lord,  incline  me  to  repent; 
Let  me  now  my  fall  lament, 
Deeply  my  revolt  deplore, 
Weep,  believe,  and  sin  no  more. 

4  Still  for  me  the  Saviour  stands, 
Shows!  lis  wounds,  and  spreads  his  hands 
God  is  love  !  I  know,  I  feel ; 

Jesus  weeps,  and  loves  me  still. 

C.  Wesley. 

O04.  Prayer  for  Pardon. 

1  Jesus,  save  my  dying  soul ; 
Make  the  broken  spirit  whole  : 
Humble  in  the  dust  I  lie: 
Saviour,  leave  me  not  to  die. 

2  Jesus,  full  of  every  grace, 
Now  reveal  thy  smiling  face ; 
Grant  t  lie  joy  of  sin  forgiven, 
Foretaste  of  the  bliss  of  heaven. 

3  All  my  guilt  to  thee  is  known  ; 
Thou  art  righteous,  thou  alone: 
All  my  help  is  from  thy  cross, 
All  beside  I  count  but  loss. 

4  Lord,  in  thee  I  now  believe; 
\\"\\t  thou,  wilt  thou  not  forgive? 
Helpless  at  thy  feet  I  lie ; 
Saviour,  leave  me  not  to  die. 

Hastings. 


365. 


Luke  23 :  33. 


1  When  on  Sinai's  top  I  see 
God  descend,  in  majesty, 
To  proclaim  his  holy  law, 
All  my  spirit  sinks  with  awe. 

2  When  in  ecstasy  sublime, 
Tabors  glorious  steep  I  climb, 
At  the  too  transporting  light, 
Darkness  rushes  o'er  my  sight. 

3  When  on  Calvary  I  rest, 
God,  in  flesh  made  manifest, 
Shines  in  my  Redeemer's  face, 
Full  of  beauty,  truth,  and  grace. 

4  Here  I  would  forever  stay, 
Weep  and  gaze  my  soul  away ; 
Thou  art  heaven  on  earth  to  me, 
Lovely,  mournful  Calvary. 

Montgomery. 

366.  Psalm  6  :    1,  2. 

1  Gently,  gently,  lay  the  rod 
On  my  sinful  head,  0  God  ! 
Stay  thy  wrath,  in  mercy  stay, 
Lest  I  sink  beneath  its  sway. 

2  Heal  me,  for  my  flesh  is  weak  ; 
Heal  me,  for  thy  grace  I  seek  ; 
This  my  only  plea  I  make.  — 
Heal  me  for  thy  mercy's  sake. 

3  Lo  !  he  comes  —  he  heeds  my  plea; 
Lo  !  he  comes  —  the  shadows  flee ; 
Glory  round  me  dawns  once  more; 
Kise,  my  spirit,  and  adore. 


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Prayer  for  Mercy.     Leaving  all  for   Christ. 


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oOT.  Prayer  for  Blessing. 

1  Lord,  I  hear  that  showers  of  blessing 

Thou  art  scattering,  full  and  free, — 
Showers  the  thirsty  land  refreshing  ; 
Let  thy  blessing  fall  on  me. 

2  Long  have  I  in  sin  been  straying, 

Long  been  grieving,  slighting  thee  ; 
Slight  me  not  as  I  stand  praying; 
Oh,  forgive  and  comfort  me ! 

3  Pass  me  not,  0  gracious  Saviour, 

Sinful  though  my  heart  may  be  ; 
Give  me  tokens  of  thy  favor, 

Speak  some  word  of  grace  to  me. 

4  Love  of  God,  so  pure  and  changeless, 

Blood  of  Christ,  so  rich  and  free, 
Grace  of  God,  so  strong  and  boundless,  — 
Magnify  it  all  to  me ! 

5  Pass  mo  not ;  thy  lost  one  bringing, 

Bind  my  heart,  0  Lord,  to  thee  : 
"While  the  streams  of  life  are  springing, 
Blessing  others,  oh,  bless  me  ! 

Dublin  Hymn  Book. 

368.  Luke  9:  23. 

BUS,  I  my  cross  have  taken, 
All  to  leave  and  follow  thee; 
Naked,  poor,  despised,  forsaken, 
Thou,  from  hence,  my  all  shalt  be. 

2  Perish   every  fond  ambition, 

All  I've  sought,  or  hoped,  or  known, 


Yet  how  rich  is  my  condition, 

God  and  heaven  are  still  my  own  ! 

3  Man  may  trouble  and  distress  me ; 

'Twill  but  drive  me  to  thy  breast; 
Life  with  trials  hard  ma}7  press  me  ; 
Heaven  will  bring  me  sweeter  rest. 

4  Oh  !  'tis  not  in  grief  to  harm  me, 

While  thy  love  is  left  to  me; 
Oh  !  'twere  not  in  joy  to  charm  me, 
Were  that  joy  unmixed  with  thee. 

Lyte. 

369.  Luke  9:  23. 

1  Soul,  then  know  thy  full  salvation, 

Rise  o'er  sin,  and  fear,  and  care  ; 
Joy  to  find  in  every  station, 
Something  still  to  do  or  bear. 

2  Think  what  Spirit  dwells  within  thee; 

Think  what  Father's  smiles  are  thine  ; 
Think  that  Jesus  died  to  win  thee; 
Child  of  heaven,  canst  thou  repine  *t 

3  Haste  thee  on  from  grace  to  glory, 

A  rmed  by  faith,  and  winged  by  prayer; 
Heaven's  eternal  day's  before  thee, 
God's  own  hand  shall  guide  thee  there. 

4  Soon  shall  close  thy  earthly  mission, 

n  shall  past  thy  pilgrim  days, 
Hope  shall  change  to  glad  fruition, 
Faith  to  sight,  and  prayer  to  praise. 

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370.  "  Talce  my  Heart." 

2  Father,  make  it  pure  and  lowly, 

Fond  of  peace  and  far  from  strife  ; 
Turning  from  the  paths  unholy 
Of  this  vain  and  sinful  life. 

3  Ever  let  thy  grace  surround  it ; 

Strengthen  it  with  power  divine, 
Till  thy  cords  of  love  have  bound  it : 
Make  it  to  be  wholly  thine. 

4  May  the  blood  of  Jesus  heal  it, 

And  its  sins  be  all  forgiven ; 
Holy  Spirit,  take  and  seal  it, 
Guide  it  in  the  path  to  heaven. 

371.  Matt.  11:  28-30. 

1  Laboring  and  heavy  laden 

With  my  sins,  0  Lord,  I  roam, 
While  I  know  thou  hast  invited 
All  such  wanderers  to  their  home. 

2  Make  my  stubborn  spirit  willing 

To  obey  thy  gracious  voice, 
At  the  cross  to  leave  its  burden, 
And  departing  to  rejoice. 

3  Thy  sweet  yoke  I'd  take  upon  me, 

And  would  learn,  0  Lord,  of  thee  ; 
Thou  art  meek  in  heart,  and  lowly; 
Teach  me  like  thyself  to  be. 

4  Laboring  and  heavy  laden, 

Lord,  no  longer  will  I  roam : 
Here  I  fix  my  habitation, 
In  thy  sheltering  love  at  home. 

Rankin. 


372. 


Repentance. 


1  Jesus  !  who  on  Calv'ry's  mountain 

Poured  thy  precious  blood  for  me, 
Wash  me  in  its  flowing  fountain, 
That  my  soul  may  spotless  be. 

2  I  have  sinned,  but,  oh,  restore  me ; 

For  unless  thou  smile  on  me, 
Dark  is  all  the  world  before  me, 
Darker  yet  eternit}^ ! 

3  In  thy  word  I  hear  thee  saying, 

"  Come,  and  I  will  give  you  rest; " 
Glad  the  gracious  call  obeying, 
See,  I  hasten  to  thy  breast. 

4  Grant,  oh,  grant  thy  Spirit's  teaching, 

That  I  may  not  go  astray, 
Till,  the  gate  of  heaven  reaching, 
Earth  and  sin  are  passed  away  ! 

373.  Matt.  17:  8. 

1  Jesus  only,  when  the  morning 

Beams  upon  the  path  I  tread ; 
Jesus  only,  when  the  darkness 
Gathers  round  my  weary  head. 

2  Jesus  only,  when  the  billows 

Cold  and  sullen  o'er  me  roll ; 
Jesus  only,  when  the  trumpet 

Rends  the  tomb  and  wakes  the  soul. 

3  Jesus  only,  when,  adoring, 

Saints  their  crowns  before  him  bring; 
Jesus  only,  I  will,  joyous, 
Through  eternal  ages  sing. 

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By  the  sealed  sepulchral  stone, 
By  thy  triumph  o'er  the  grave, 
By  thy  power  from  death  to  save ; 
Mighty  God,  ascended  Lord, 
To  thy  throne  in  heaven  restored, 
Prince  and  Saviour,  hear  our  cry, 
Hear  our  solemn  litany. 


374.  Litany. 

1  Saviour,  when  in  dust  to  thee 
Low  we  bow  th'  adoring  knee ; 
When  repentant,  to  the  skies 
Scarce  we  lift  our  streaming  eyes ; 
Oh,  by  all  thy  pains  and  woe, 
Suffered  once  for  man  below, 
Bending  from  thy  throne  on  high, 
Hear  our  solemn  litany. 

2  By  thy  birth  and  early  years, 
By  thy  human  griefs  and  fears, 
By  thy  fasting  and  distress 

In  the  lonely  wilderness, 
By  thy  vict'ry  in  the  hour 
Of  the  subtle  tempter's  power ; 
Jesus,  look  with  pitying  eye, 
Hear  our  solemn  litany. 

3  By  thine  hour  of  dark  despair, 
By  thine  agony  of  prayer, 

By  the  purple  robe  of  scorn, 
By  thy  wounds,  thy  crown  of  thorn, 
.  thy  pangs  and  cries, 
thy  perfect  sacrifice ; 
Jesus,  look  with  pitying  eye, 
Hear  our  solemn  litany. 

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o70.  Trinity  invoked. 

1  Holy  Father,  hear  my  cry  ; 

Holy  Saviour,  bend  thine  ear; 
Holy  Spirit,  come  thou  nigh  : 
Father,  Saviour,  Spirit,  hear  ! 

2  Father,  save  me  from  my  sin  ; 

Saviour,  I  thy  mercy  crave ; 
Gracious  Spirit,  make  me  clean : 
Father,  Son,  and  Spirit,  save ! 

3  Father,  let  me  taste  thy  love  ; 

Saviour,  fill  my  soul  with  peace ; 
Spirit,  come  my  heart  to  move : 
Father,  Son,  and  Spirit,  bless ! 

4  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit  —  Thou 

One  Jehovah,  shed  abroad 
All  thy  grace  within  me  now ; 
Be  my  Father  and  my  God  ! 


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I  bring  my  guilt  to  Je  -  sus, 


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376.  Isaiah  53:  3. 

2  I  lay  my  wants  on  Jesus, 

All  fulness  dwells  in  him ; 
He  heals  all  my  diseases, 

He  doth  my  soul  redeem : 
I  lay  my  griefs  on  Jesus, 

My  burdens  and  my  cares ; 
He  from  them  all  releases, 

He  all  my  sorrow  shares. 

3  I  rest  my  soul  on  Jesus, 

This  weary  soul  of  mine ; 
*  His  right  hand  me  embraces, 

I  on  his  breast  recline. 
I  love  the  name  of  Jesus, 

Immanuel,  Christ,  the  Lord ; 
Like  fragrance  on  the  breezes, 

His  name  abroad  is  poured. 

4  I  long  to  be  like  Jesus, 

Meek,  loving,  lowty,  mild ; 
I  long  to  be  like  Jesus, 

The  Father's  holy  Child: 
I  long  to  be  with  Jesus 

Amid  the  heavenly  throng, 
To  sing  with  saints  his  praises, 

To  learn  the  angels'  song. 

377.  John  6:  68. 

1  We  stand  in  deep  repentance 

Before  thy  throne  of  love ; 
O  God  of  grace,  forgive  us, 

The  stain  of  guilt  remove  ; 
Behold  us  while  with  weeping 

We  lift  our  eyes  to  thee  ; 
And  all  our  sins  subduing, 

O^r  Father,  set  us  free. 


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2  Oh  !  shouldst  thou  from  us  fallen 

Withhold  thy  grace  to  guide, 
Forever  we  should  wander 

From  thee,  and  peace,  aside ; 
But  thou  to  spirits  contrite 

Dost  light  and  life  impart, 
That  man  may  learn  to  serve  thee  . 

With  thankful,  joyous  heart. 

3  Our  souls,  on  thee  we  cast  them, 

Our  only  refuge  thou  ! 
Thy  cheering  words  revive  us, 

When  pressed  with  grief  we  bow : 
Thou  bear'st  the  trusting  spirit 

Upon  thy  loving  breast, 
And  givest  all  thy  ransomed 

A  sweet,  unending  rest. 

378.  Psalm  20. 

1  The  Lord  in  trouble  hear  thee, 

And  help  from  Zion  send  ; 
The  God  of  grace  be  near  thee 

To  comfort  and  befriend  ! 
Thy  human  weakness  strengthen, 

Thy  earthly  wants  supply, 
Thy  span  of  nature  lengthen 

To  endless  life  on  high! 

2  Above  his  own  anointed 

His  banner  bright  shall  wave  : 
Their  times  are  all  appointed  ; 

The  Lord  his  flock  will  save  : 
Through  life's  deceitful  mazes, 

Their  steps  will  safely  bear ; 
Accept  their  feeble  praises, 

And  hear  their  every  prayer. 

LYTE. 


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1  Awaked  by  Sinai's  awful  sound, 
My  soul  in  bonds  of  guilt  I  found, 

And  knew  not  where  to  go  ; 
One  solemn  truth  increased  my  pain, 
"  The  sinner  must  be  born  again," 

Or  sink  to  endless  woe.       ' 

2  I  heard  the  law  its  thunders  roll, 
While  guilt  lay  heavy  on  my  soul, 

A  vast  oppressive  load ; 
All  creature-aid  I  saw  was  vain  ; 
"  The  sinner  must  be  born  again," 

Or  drink  the  wrath  of  God. 

3  The  saints  I  heard  with  rapture  tell, 
How  Jesus  conquered  death  and  hell 

To  bring  salvation  near  ; 
Yet  still  I  found  this  truth  remain, 
"  The  sinner  must  be  born  again," 

Or  sink  in  deep  despair. 

4  Rut  while  I  thus  in  anguish  lay, 

The  bleeding  Saviour  passed  that  way, 

My  bondage  to  remove ; 
The  sinner,  once  by  justice  slain, 
Now  by  his  grace  is  born  again, 

And  sings  redeeming  love. 

OCCUM. 


379. 


Justification  by  Faith. 


0  thou  who  hear'st  the  prayer  of  faith, 
Wilt  thou  not  save  a  soul  from  death, 

That  casts  itself  on  thee  ? 

1  have  no  refuge  of  my  own, 

But  fly  to  what  my  Lord  hath  done, 
And  suffered  once  for  me. 

Slain  in  the  guilty  sinner's  stead, 
His  spotless  righteousness  I  plead, 

And  his  availing  blood  : 
That  righteousness  my  robe  shall  be, 
That  merit  shall  atone  for  me, 

And  bring  me  near  to  God. 

Then  save  me  from  eternal  death, 
The  Spirit  of  adoption  breathe, 

His  consolations  send : 
By  him  some  word  of  life  impart, 
And  sweetlv  whisper  to  my  heart, 

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A  welcome  messenger  to  me, 

To  bid  me  come  away  : 
tJuclogged  by  earth,  or  earthly  things, 
IM  mount  upon  his  sable  wings 

To  everlasting  day. 

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None  to  bring  comfort, 

None  have  I  found  ; 
While  tears  of  anguish 

Watered  the  ground. 

382.    LENT.    7s. 


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Now  have  I  fled  ; 
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Kneeling  lowly  at  the  door 
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3  By  thy  night  of  agony, 
By  fchy  supplicating  ciy, 

By  fchy  willingness  to  die; 


4  By  thy  tears  of  bitter  woe 
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Let  us  not  thy  love  forego. 

5  Grant  us  'neath  thy  wings  a  place, 
Lest  we  lose  this  day  of  grace, 
Ere  we  shall  behold  thy  face. 


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Jer.8:  20;  12:  5. 

1  When  the  harvest  is  past,  and  the  summer  is  gone, 

And  sermons  and  prayers  shall  be  o'er ; 
When  the  beams  cease  to  break  of  the  blest  Sabbath  morn, 
And  Jesus  invites  thee  no  more  ; 

2  When  the  rich  gales  of  mercy  no  longer  shall  blow, 

The  gospel  no  message  declare,  — 
Sinner,  how  canst  thou  bear  the  deep  wailing  of  woe, 
How  suffer  the  night  of  despair  ? 

3  When  the  holy  have  gone  to  the  regions  of  peace, 

To  dwell  in  the  mansion  above ; 
When  their  harmony  wakes,  in  the  fulness  of  bliss, 
Their  song  to  the  Saviour  of  love,  — 

4  Say,  0  sinner,  that  livest  at  rest  and  secure, 

Who  fearest  no  trouble  to  come, 
Can  thy  spirit  the  swellings  of  sorrow  endure, 
Or  bear  the  impenitent's  doom  ? 


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1  Come,  wand'ring  sheep,  oh,  come ! 

I'll  bind  thee  to  my  breast ; 
111  bear  thee  to  thy  home, 
And  lay  thee  down  to  rest. 

2  I  saw  thee  stray  forlorn  ; 

I  heard  thee  faintly  cry ; 


And  on  the  tree  of  scorn, 
For  thee  I  deigned  to  die. 


I  shield  thee  from  alarms, 
And  wilt  thou  not  be  blest  ? 

I  bear  thee  in  my  arms, 

Thou,  bear  me  in  thy  breast. 


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1  O  sinner,  lift  the  eye  of  faith, 

To  true  repentance  turning ; 
Bethink  thee  of  the  curse  of  sin, 

Its  awful  guilt  discerning  : 
Upon  the  crucified  One  look, 
Ami  thou  shalt  read,  as  in  a  book, 

What  well  is  worth  thy  learning. 

2  Look  on  his  head,  that  bleeding  head, 

With  crown  of  thorns  surrounded; 
Look  on  his  sacred  hands  and  feet 

Which  piercing  nails  have  wounded 
See  every  limb  with  scourges  rent ! 
On  him,  the  Just,  the  Innocent, 

What  malice  hath  abounded  ! 

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Bui  friends,  too,  are  forsaking; 
And  more  than  all,  for  thankless  man 

Thai  tender  heart  is  aching. 
Oh,  fearful  was  the  pain  and  scorn 
By  Jesus,  Son  of  Mary,  borne', 

Their  peace  for  sinners  making ! 


None  ever  knew  such  pain  before, 

Such  infinite  affliction  ; 
None  ever  felt  a  grief  like  his 

In  that  dread  crucifixion. 
For  us  he  bare  those  bitter  throes, 
For  us  those  agonizing  woes, 

In  oft-renewed  infliction. 


O  sinner,  mark  and  ponder  well 
Sin's  awful  condemnation  ; 

Think  what  a  sacrifice  it  cost 
To  purchase  thy  salvation  : 

Had  JeSUS  never  bled  and  died, 

Then  what  could  thee  and  all  betide, 
But  uttermost  damnation  ! 


Lord,  give  us  grace  to  flee  from  sin, 
And  Satan's  wiles  ensnaring, 

And  from  those  everlasting  flames 
For  evil  ones  preparing: 

Jesus,  we  thank  thee,  and  entreat 

To  rest  forever  at  thy  feet, 
Thy  heavenly  glory  sharing. 


Section  VI. 


THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 


(a.)  God  ou r  Refuge,  Portion,  Strength,  and  Joy.  His  Grace,  Mer- 
cies, Counsels,  Care,  and  Love.  Trusting,  Resting,  and  Re- 
joicing in  God. 

(b.)  Looking  unto  Jesus,  Friend  of  Sinners.  Fount  of  Blessings. 
Glorying  in  Christ's  Cross.  His  Blood  and  Righteousness. 
His  Sympathy  and  Intercession.  The  Good  Shepherd.  Trust- 
ing and  Resting  in  Christ.  Love  Divine.  Light  in  Dark- 
ness. Always  with  us.  Sweet  Moments  at  his  Cross.  Long- 
ing to  be  with  Jesus.  Not  ashamed  of  Jesus.  Lamb  of 
Calvary.     Lover  of  my  Soul.     Rock  of  Ages. 

(c.)   Songs  in  the  Night.      Trials,  So?'rows,  Afflictions. 

(d.)  Songs  by  the  Way.  Christian  Pilgrimage.  Prayers  for  Guid- 
ance.     Encouragements.     Rejoicings. 

(e.)  Graces  and  Duties.  Purity,  Steadfastness,  Faith,  Meehness,  Love, 
Christian  Fellowship,  Zeal,  etc. 

(f.  )  Prayer.  What  Prayer  is.  The  Mercy-Seat.  Lord's  Prayer. 
Power  of  Prayer.      Calls  to  Prayer.     Importunity. 


BY  THE  GRACE  OF  GOD  I  AM  WHAT  ZAM."—i  Cor.  15:  10. 


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1  0  sinner,  lift  the  eye  of  faith, 

To  true  repentance  turning ; 
Bethink  thee  of  the  curse  of  sin, 

Its  awful  guilt  discerning  : 
Upon  the  crucified  One  look, 
Ami  thou  shalt  read,  as  in  a  book, 

What  well  is  worth  thy  learning. 

2  Look  on  his  head,  that  bleeding  head, 

With  crown  of  thorns  surrounded  ; 
Look  on  his  sacred  hands  and  feet 

Which  piercing  nails  have  wounded 
Sec  every  limb  with  scourges  rent! 
On  him,  the  Just,  the  Innocent, 

What  malice  hath  abounded  ! 

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Oh,  fearful  was  the  pain  and  scorn 
By  Jesus,  Son  of  Mary,  borne, 
Their  peace  for  sinners  making! 


4  None  ever  knew  such  pain  before, 
Such  infinite  affliction  ; 
None  ever  felt  a  grief  like  his 

In  that  dread  crucifixion. 
For  us  he  bare  those  bitter  throes, 
For  us  those  agonizing  woes, 
In  oft-renewed  infliction. 


0  sinner,  mark  and  ponder  well 
Sin's  awful  condemnation  ; 

Think  what  a  sacrifice  it  cost 
To  purchase  thy  salvation  : 

Had  Jesus  never  bled  and  died, 

Then  what  could  thee  and  all  betide, 
But  uttermost  damnation  ! 


Lord,  give  us  grace  to  flee  from  sin, 
And  Satan's  wiles  ensnaring, 

And  from  those  everlasting  flames 
For  evil  ones  preparing : 

Jesus,  we  thank  thee,  and  entreat 

To  rest  forever  at  thy  feet, 
Thy  heavenly  glory  sharing. 


Section  VI. 


THE  CHRISTIAN   LIFE. 


(a.)  God  our  Refuge,  Portion,  Strength,  and  yoy.  His  Grace,  Mer- 
cies, Counsels,  Care,  and  Love.  Trusting,  Resting,  and  Re- 
joicing in  God. 

(£.)  Looking  unto  Jesus.  Friend  of  Sinners.  Fount  of  Blessings. 
Glorying  in  Christ's  Cross.  His  Blood  and  Righteousness. 
His  Sympathy  and  Intercession.  The  Good  Shepherd.  Trust- 
ing and  Resting  in  Christ.  Love  Divine.  Light  in  Dark- 
ness. Always  with  us.  Sweet  Moments  at  his  Cross.  Long- 
ing to  be  with  Jesus.  JVot  ashamed  of  Jesus.  Lamb  of 
Calvary.     Lover  of  my  Soul.     Rock  of  Ages. 

(c.)   Songs  in  the  Night.      Trials,  Sorrows,  Afflictions. 

(d.)  Songs  by  the  Way.  Christian  Pilgrimage.  Prayers  for  Guid- 
ance.     Encouragements.     Rejoicings. 

(e.)  Graces  and  Duties.  Purity,  Steadfastness,  Faith,  Meekness,  Love, 
Christian  Fellowship,  Zeal,  etc. 

(f.  )  Prayer.  What  Prayer  is.  The  Mercy-Scat.  Lord's  Prayer. 
Power  of  Prayer.      Calls  to  Prayer.     Importunity. 


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386.  Psalm  146. 

1  God  of  my  life  !  through  all  my  days 
My  grateful  powers  shall  sound  thy  praise ; 
The  song  shall  wake  with  opening  light, 
And  warble  to  the  silent  night. 

2  When  anxious  care  would  break  my  rest, 
And  grief  would  tear  my  throbbing  breast, 
Thy  tuneful  praises  raised  on  high 
Shall  check  the  murmur  and  the  sigh. 

3  When  death  o'er  nature  shall  prevail, 
And  all  my  powers  of  language  fail, 
Joy  through   my  swimming  eyes  shall 

break, 
And  mean  the  thanks  I  cannot  speak. 

4  But,  oh  !  when  that  last  conflict's  o'er, 
And  I  am  chained  to  flesh  no  more, 
With  what  glad  accents  shall  I  rise 
To  join  the  music  of  the  skies ! 

DODDRTOGE. 

387.  Psalm  121. 

1  Up  to  the  hills  I  lift  mine  eyes, 
Th'  eternal  hills  beyond  the  skies ; 
Thence  all  her  help  my  soul  derives ; 
There  my  almighty  Refuge  lives. 


2  He  lives  —  the  everlasting  God  [flood ; 
That  built  the  world,  that  spread  the 
The  heavens  with  all  their  hosts  he  made, 
And  the  dark  regions  of  the  dead. 

3  He  guides  our  feet,  he  guards  our  way; 
His  morning  smiles  bless  all  the  day; 
He  spreads  the  evening  veil,  and  keeps 
The  silent  hours,  while  Israel  sleeps. 

Watts. 

388.  Psalm  31. 

1  Lord,  in  thy  great,  thy  glorious  name, 

I  place  my  hope,  my  only  trust ; 
Save  me  from  sorrow,  guilt,  and  shame, 
Thou  ever  gracious,  ever  just. 

2  Thou  art  my  rock  !  thy  name  alone 

The  fortress  where  mv  hopes  retreat ; 
Oh,  make  thy  power  and  mercy  known  ; 
To  safety  guide  my  wandering  feet. 

3  Blest  be  the  Lord,  forever  blest, 

Whose  merry  1>M>  my  fears  remove ; 
The  sacred  walls  which  guard  my  rest 
Are  his  almighty  power  and  love. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


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1  With  all  my  powers  of  heart  and  tongue,, 
I'll  praise  my  Maker  in  my  song ; 
Angels  shall  hear  the  notes  I  raise, 
Approve  the  song,  and  join  the  praise. 

2  To  God  I  cried  when  troubles  rose ; 
He  heard  me,  and  subdued  my  foes ; 
He  did  my  rising  fears  control,      [soul. 
And  strength  diffused  through  all  my 

3  Amid  a  thousand  snares,  I  stand 
Upheld  and  guarded  by  thy  hand ; 
Thy  words  my  fainting  soul  revive, 
And  keep  my  dying  faith  alive. 

4  I'll  sing  thy  truth  and  mercy,  Lord ; 
I'll  sing  the  wonders  of  thy  word  ; 
Not  all  thy  works  and  names  below 
So  much  thy  power  and  glory  show. 

Watts. 

390.  Renunciation  of  the  World. 

1  I  send  the  joys  of  earth  away ; 

Away,  ye  tempters  of  the  mind, 
False  as  the  smooth,  deceitful  sea, 
And  empty  as  the  whistling  wind ! 

2  Your  streams  were  floating  me  along, 

Down  to  the  gulf  of  black  despair  ; 
And  while  I  listened  toyoursong,  [there. 
Your  .streams   had  e'en  conveyed  me 

3  Lord!   T  adore  thy  matchless  grace, 

Which  warned  me  of  that  dark  abyss, 

Which  drew  me  from  those  treacherous 

And  bade  me  seek  superior  bliss,  [seas, 


4  Now  to  the  shining  realms  above 

I  stretch  my  hands  and  glance  my  eyes ; 
Oh  for  the  pinions  of  a  dove, 
To  bear  me  to  the  upper  skies  ! 

5  There,  from  the  bosom  of  my  God, 

Oceans  of  endless  pleasure  roll ; 
There  would  I  fix  my  last  abode, 
And  drown  the  sorrows  of  my  soul ! 

*  Watts. 

391.  John  6:  68. 

1  Thou  only  Sovereign  of  my  heart, 

My  Refuge,  my  almighty  Friend, 
And  can  my  soul  from  thee  depart, 
On  whom  alone  my  hopes  depend  ? 

2  Whither,  ah  !  whither  shall  I  go, 

A  wretched  wanderer  from  my  Lord  T 
Can  this  dark  world  of  sin  and  woe 
One  glimpse  of  happiness  afford  ? 

3  Eternal  life  thy  words  impart ; 

On  these  my  fainting  spirit  lives; 

Here  sweeter  comforts  cheer  my  heart 

Than  all  the  round  of  nature  gives. 

4  Let  earth's  alluring  joys  combine; 

While  Thou  art  near,  in  vain  they  call  ! 
One  smile,  one  blissful  smile  of  thine, 
My  dearest  Lord,  outweighs  them  all. 

5  Low  at  thy  feet  my  soul  would  lie; 

Here  safety  dwells,  and  peace  divine; 
Still  let  me  live  beneath  thine  eye, 
For  life,  eternal  life,  is  thine. 

Mbs.  Steele. 


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1  A  mighty  fortress  is  our  God, 

A  bulwark  never  failing  : 
Our  Helper  he,  amid  the  flood 

Of  mortal  ills  prevailing. 
For  still  our  ancient  foe 
Doth  seek  to  work  us  woe  ; 
His  craft  and  power  are  great, 
And-arnied  with  cruel  hate, 

On  earth  is  not  his  equal. 

2  Did  we  in  our  own  strength  confide, 

Our  striving  would  be  losing  ; 
Were  not  the  right  man  on  our  side, 

The  man  of  God's  own  choosing. 
Dost  ask  who  that  may  be  ? 
Christ  Jesus,  it  is  he  ; 
Lord  Sabaoth  is  his  name, 
From  age  to  age  the  same, 

And  he  must  win  the  battle. 

3  And  though  this  world,  with  devils  filled, 

Should  threaten  to  undo  us  ; 
We  will  not  fear,  for  God  hath  willed 

His  truth  to  triumph  through  us. 
The  Prince  of  darkness  grim,  — 
We  tremble  not  for  him ; 
His  rage  we  can  endure, 
For  lo!  his  doom  is  sure, — 

One  little  word  shall  fell  him  ! 


4  That  word  above  all  earthly  powers  - 
No  thanks  to  them  —  abideth  ; 

The  Spirit  and  the  gifts  are  ours 
Through  him  who  with  us  sideth. 

Let  goods  and  kindred  go, 

This  mortal  life  also : 

The  body  they  may  kill : 

God's  truth  abideth  still, 
His  kingdom  is  forever. 

Luther  by  Dr.  Hedge. 

393. 

1  Rejoice  to-day  with  one  accord, 

Sing  out  with  exultation. 
Rejoice  and  praise  our  mighty  Lord, 

Whose  arm  hath  brought  salvation. 
His  works  of  love  proclaim 
The  greatness  of  his  name; 
For  he  is  God  alone, 
Who  hath  his  mercy  shown ;  — 

Let  all  his  saints  adore  him  ! 

2  When  in  distress  to  him  we  cried, 

He  heard  our  sad  complaining ; 
Oh,  trust  in  him,  whate'er  betide, 

His  love  is  all-sustaining. 
Triumphant  songs  of  praise 
To  him  our  hearts  shall  raise  : 
Now  every  voice  shall  say, 
"  Oh,  praise  our  God  alway ! " 

Let  all  his  saints  adore  him  ! 


Note.  —  This  choral  should  be  sung  in  unison,  the  organ  supplying  the  harmony. 


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2  Though  in  a  foreign  land, 
We  are  not  far  from  home  ; 

And  nearer  to  our  house  above 
We  every  moment  come. 

3  His  grace  will  to  the  end 
Stronger  and  brighter  shine; 

Nor  present  things,  nor  things  to  come, 
Shall  quench  the  spark  divine. 

4  When  we  in  darkness  walk, 
Nor  feel  the  heavenly  flame, 

Then  is  the  time  to  trust  our  God, 
And  rest  upon  his  name. 

5  Soon  shall  our  doubts  and  fears 
Subside  at  his  control ; 

His  loving-kindness  shall  break  through 
The  midnight  of  the  soul. 

6  Blest  is  the  man,  O  Lord, 
Who  stays  himself  on  thee; 

Who  waits  for  thy  salvation,  Lord, 
Shall  thy  salvation  see. 

TOPLAJDY. 
395.  lCor.  10:  31. 

1  Teach  me,  nay  God  and  King, 
In  all  things  thee  to  see; 

And  what  I  do  in  anything, 
To  do  it  as  for  thee ! 

2  To  scorn  the  senses'  sway, 

While  still  bo  thee  I  tend ; 
In  all  I  do,  be  thou  the  way, 
In  all,  be  thou  the  end. 


3  All  may  of  thee  partake ; 
Nothing  so  small  can  be 

But  draws,  when  acted  for  thy  sake, 
Greatness  and  worth  from  thee. 

4  If  done  beneath  thy  laws, 
E'en  servile  labors  shine  ; 

Hallowed  is  toil,  if  this  the  cause ; 
The  meanest  work,  divine. 

G.  Herbert. 

396.  Psalm  23. 

1  The  Lord  my  Shepherd  is  ; 
I  shall  be  well  supplied ; 

Since  he  is  mine,  and  I  am  his, 
What  can  I  want  beside  ? 

2  He  leads  me  to  the  place 
Where  heavenly  pasture  grows ; 

Where  living  waters  gently  pass, 
And  full  salvation  flows. 

3  If  e'er  I  go  astray, 

He  doth  my  soul  reclaim  ; 
And  guides  me,  in  his  own  right  way, 
For  his  most  holy  name. 

4  While  he  affords  his  aid, 
I  cannot  yield  to  fear; 

Though  I  should  walk  through  death's 
dark  shade. 
My  Shepherd's  with  me  there. 

5  The  bounties  of  thy  love 
Shall  crown  my  following  days  ; 

Nor  from  thy  house  will  1   remove, 

Nor  cease  to  speak  thy  praise. 

Watts. 


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1  Behold,  what  wondrous  grace 
The  Father  has  bestowed 

On  sinners  of  a  mortal  race, 
To  call  them  sons  of  God  ! 

2  Nor  doth  it  yet  appear 

How  great  we  must  be  made  ; 
But  when  we  see  our  Saviour  here, 
We  shall  be  like  our  Head. 

3  A  hope  so  much  divine 
May  trials  well  endure  ; 

May  purify  our  souls  from  sin, 


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If  in  my  Father's  love 
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Send  down  thy  Spirit,  like  a  dove, 
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5       We  would  no  longer  lie 

Like  slaves  beneath  the  throne  ; 
Our  faith  shall  "  Abba,  Father,"  cry, 
And  thou  the  kindred  own. 

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398.  Psalm  27:  14. 

1  Give  to  the  winds  thy  fears, 
Hope,  and  be  undismayed  ; 

God  hears  thy  sighs,  and  counts  thy  tears, 
God  shall  lift  up  thy  head. 

2  Through  waves,  through  clouds  and 

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He  gently  clears  thy  way ; 
Wait  thou  his  time  ;  so  shall  this  night 
Soon  end  in  joyous  day. 


3  Far,  far  above  thy  thought 
His  counsel  shall  appear, 

When  fully  he  the  work  hath  wrought 
That  caused  thy  needless  fear. 

4  What  though  thou  rulest  not ! 
Yet  heaven  and  earth  and  hell 

Proclaim,  God  sitteth  on  the  throne, 
And  ruleth  all  things  well ! 

Gerhabdt. 

399.  Psalm  55. 

1  Let  sinners  take  their  course, 
And  choose  the  road  to  death, 

But  in  the  worship  of  my  God 
I'll  spend  my  daily  breath. 

2  My  thoughts  address  his  throne, 
When  morning  brings  the  light; 

I  seek  his  blessing  every  noon, 
And  pay  my  vows  at  night. 

3  Thou  wilt  regard  my  cries, 
0  my  eternal  God  ! 

While  sinners  perish  in  surprise, 
Beneath  thine  angry  rod. 

4  Because  they  dwell  at  ease, 
And  no  sad  changes  feel, 

They  neither  fear,  nor  trust  thy  name, 
Nor  learn  to  do  thy  will. 

5  But  I,  with  all  my  cares, 
Will  lean  upon  the  Lord; 

I'll  cast  my  burdens  on  his  arm, 
And  rest  upon  his  word. 

Wattb. 


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1  Immortal  Power,  Eternal  One, 

With  thee  what  can  compare  ? 
Thy  glory  shines  in  heaven  and  earth, 

And  fills  the  ambient  air. 
All  time,  all  space,  by  thee  illumed, 

Grows  bright  and  brighter  still, 
Obedient  to  thy  high  behest, 

And  to  thy  sovereign  will. 

2  To  thee  dominion  sole  belongs, 

And  'tis  to  thee  alone, 
My  Father,  Saviour,  living  God, 

I  make  my  sorrows  known  : 
Thy  love,  celestial  and  divine, 

Descends  upon  my  heart, 
Inspiring  courage,  hope,  and  joy, 

And  bidding  grief  depart. 

3  Protected  by  thy  power  and  love, 

My  body  sinks  to  rest ; 
My  soul,  within  thy  heavenly  arms, 

Reposes,  calm  and  blest. 
Lord  of  my  life,  in  darkest  night 

I  sleep  and  have  no  fear, 
And  in  the  early  dawn  of  day 

I  wake  and  find  thee  near. 

401.  Following  Christ. 

1  The  Son  of  God  goes  forth  to  war, 
A  kingly  crown  to  gain  ; 
His  blood-red  banner  streams  afar;  — 
Who  follows  in  his  train? 


Who  best  can  drink  his  cup  of  woe, 

Triumphant  over  pain  ; 
Who  patient  bears  his  cross  below,  — 

He  follows  in  his  train. 


2  The  martyr  first,  whose  eagle  eye 

Could  pierce  beyond  the  grave ; 
Who  saw  his  Master  in  the  sky, 

And  called  on  him  to  save. 
Like  him,  with  pardon  on  his  tongue 

In  midst  of  mortal  pain, 
He  prayed  for  them  that  did  the  wrong ;  — 

Who  follows  in  his  train  ? 

3  A  glorious  band,  the  chosen  few 

On  whom  the  Spirit  came  ;       [knew, 
Twelve  valiant  saints,  their  hope  they 

And  mocked  the  cross  and  flame. 
They  met  the  tyrant's  brandished  steel, 

The  lion's  gory  mane,  [feel ;  — 

They  bowed  their   necks,  the  death  to 

Who  follows  in  their  train  ? 


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The  matron  and  the  maid, 


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In  robes  of  light  arrayed. 
They  climbed  the  steep  ascent  of  heaven, 

Through  peril,  toil,  and  pain  ; 
O  God,  to  us  may  grace  be  given 
To  follow  in  their  train. 

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1  When  all  thy  mercies,  0  my  God, 

My  rising  soul  surveys, 
Transported  with  the  view,  I'm  lost 
In  wonder,  love,  and  praise  ! 

2  Unnumbered  comforts  on  my  soul 

Thy  tender  care  bestowed, 
Before  my  infant  heart  conceived 
From  whom  those  comforts  flowed. 

3  When,  in  the  slippery  paths  of  youth, 

With  heedless  step  I  ran, 
Thine  arm,  unseen,  conveyed  me  safe, 
And  led  me  up  to  man. 

4  Ten  thousand  thousand  precious  gifts 

My  daily  thanks  employ; 
Nor  is  the  least  a  cheerful  heart, 
That  tastes  those  gifts  with  joy. 

5  Through  every  period  of  my  life 

Thy  goodness  I'll  pursue  ; 
And,  after  death,  in  distant  worlds, 
The  glorious  theme  renew. 

Addison. 

403.  Col.  3:1-4. 

1  Oh,  happy  soul,  that  lives  on  high, 

While  men  lie  grovelling  here! 
His  hopes  are  fixed  above  the  sky, 
And.  faith  forbids  his  fear. 

2  His  conscience  knows  no  secret  stings, 

While  peace  and  joy  combine 
To  form  a  life,  whose  holy  springs 
Are  hidden  and  divine. 


3  He  waits  in  secret  on  his  God ; 

His  God  in  secret  sees  : 
Let  earth  be  all  in  arms  abroad ; 
He  dwells  in  heavenly  peace. 

4  His  pleasures  rise  from  things  unseen, 

Beyond  this  world  of  time, 
Where  neither  eyes  nor  ears  have  been, 
Nor  thoughts  of  mortals  climb. 

5  He  wants  no  pomp  nor  royal  throne, 

To  raise  his  honor  here  : 
Content  and  pleased  to  live  unknown, 
Till  Christ  his  life  appear. 

"Watts. 

404.  Psalm  116. 

1  I  love  the  Lord ;  he  heard  my  cries, 

And  pitied  every  groan  : 
Long  as  I  live,  when  troubles  rise, 
I'll  hasten  to  his  throne. 

2  I  love  the  Lord;  he  bowed  his  ear, 

And  chased  my  grief  away : 
Oh,  let  my  heart  no  more  despair, 
While  I  have  breath  to  pray ! 

3  The  Lord  beheld  me  sore  distressed, 

He  bade  my  pains  remove  : 
Return,  my  soul,  to  God,  thy  rest, 
For  thou  hast  known  his  love ! 

4  My  God  hath  saved  my  soul  from  death, 

And  dried  my  falling  tears  ; 
Now  to  his  praise  I'll  spend  my  breath 
And  my  remaining  year-. 

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405.  Psalm  73. 

1  God,  my  supporter  and  my  hope, 

My  help  forever  near, 
Thine  arm  of  mercy  held  me  up, 
When  sinking  in  despair. 

2  Thy  counsels,  Lord,  shall  guide  my  feet 

Through  this  dark  wilderness  ; 
Thy  hand  conduct  me  near  thy  seat, 
To  dwell  before  thy  face. 

3  Were  I  in  heaven  without  my  God, 

'T would  be  no  joy  to  me  ; 
And  while  this  earth  is  my  abode, 
I  long  for  none  but  thee. 

4  What  if  the  springs  of  life  were  broke, 

And  flesh  and  heart  should  faint  ? 
God  is  my  soul's  eternal  rock, 
The  strength  of  every  saint. 

5  Then,  to  draw  near  to  thee,  my  God, 

Shall  be  my  sweet  employ : 
My  tongue  shall  sound  thy  works  abroad, 
And  tell  the  world  my  joy. 

Watts. 

406.  Psalm  126. 

1  When  God  revealed  his  gracious  name, 

And  changed  my  mournful  state, 
My  rapture  seemed  a  pleasing  dream, 
The  grace  appeared  so  great. 

2  The  world  beheld  the  glorious  change, 

And  did  thy  hand  confess; 
My  tongue  broke  out  in  unknown  strains, 
And  sung  surprising  grace. 


3  The  Lord  can  clear  the  darkest  skies, 

Can  give  us  day  for  night ; 
Make  drops  of  sacred  sorrow  rise 
To  rivers  of  delight. 

4  Let  those  that  sow  in  sadness  wait 

Till  the  fair  harvest  come  :        [great 
They    shall   confess   their  sheaves   are 
And  shout  the  blessings  home. 
'  Watts. 

407.  Psalm  145. 

1  Sweet  is  the  memory  of  thy  grace, 

My  God,  my  heavenly  King ; 
Let  age  to  age  thy  righteousness 
In  sounds  of  glory  sing. 

2  God  reigns  on  high  ;  but  ne'er  confines 

His  goodness  to  the  skies  : 
Thro'  the  whole  earth  his  bounty  shines* 
And  every  want  supplies. 

3  With  longing  eyes  thy  creatures  wait 

On  thee  for  daily  food  ; 
Thy  liberal  hand  provides  their  meat, 
And  fills  their  mouth  with  good. 

4  How  kind  are  thy  compassions,  Lord  ! 

How  slow  thine  anger  moves  ! 
But  soon  he  sends  his  pardoning  word 
To  cheer  the  souls  he  loves. 

5  Sweet  is  the  memory  of  thy  grace, 

My  God,  my  heavenly  King ; 
Let  age  to  age  thy  righteousness 
In  sounds  of  glory  sing. 

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40o.  ••  ins  tender  m  rcies  arc  over  all  his  worte.** 

1  Thy  goodness,  Lord,  our  souls  confess; 

Thy  goodness  we  adore  : 
A  spring,  whose  blessings  never  fail ; 
A  sea  without  a  shore. 

2  Sun,  moon,  and  stars,  thy  love  attest 

In  every  golden  ray  ; 
Love  draws  the  curtains  of  the  night, 
And  love  brings  back  the  day. 

3  Thy  bounty  every  season  crowns, 

With  all  the  bliss  it  yields; 
With  joyful  clusters  loads  the  vines, 
With  strengthening  grain,  the  fields. 

4  But  chiefly  thy  compassion,  Lord, 

Is  in  the  gospel  seen ; 
There,  like  a  sun,  thy  mercy  shines, 
Without  a  cloud  between. 

5  There  pardon,  peace,  and  holy  joy, 

Through  Jesus'  name  are  given ; 
He  on  the  cross  was  lifted  high, 
That  we  might  reign  in  heaven. 

Gibbons. 

409.  God's  Covenant  sure. 

1  I  know  thy  thoughts  are  peace  toward 

Safe  am  I  in  thy  hands ;  [me  ; 

Firmly  I  build  my  hope  on  thee, 
For  sure  thy  counsel  stands. 

2  Whate'er  thy  word  hath  promised,  all 

Wilt  thou  full  surely  give ! 
"Wherefore,  from  thee  I  will  not  fall; 
Thy  word  doth  make  me  live. 

3  Though  mountains  crumble  into  dust, 

Thy  cov'nant  standeth  fast ; 

Who  follows  thee  in  pious  trust, 

Shall  reach  the  goal  at  last. 

4  Though  strange  and  winding  seems  the 

While  yet  on  earth  I  dwell,         [way, 
In  heaven  my  heart  shall  gladly  say, 
Thou,  God,  dost  all  things  well. 

410.  r.S:  21-23. 

1  If  God  is  mine,  then  present  things 

And  things  to  come  are  mine ; 
Yea,  Christ,  his  Word,  and  Spirit,  too, 
And  glory  all  divine. 

2  If  he  is  mine,  then  from  his  love 

He  every  trouble  sends ; 
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All  things  are  working  for  my  good, 
And  bliss  his  rod  attends. 

3  If  he  is  mine,  let  friends  forsake, 

Let  wealth  and  honor  flee ; 

Sure  he  who  giveth  me  himself 

Is  more  than  these  to  me. 

4  Oh,  tell  me,  Lord,  that  thou  art  mine ! 

What  can  I  wish  beside  ? 
My  soul  shall  at  the  fountain  live, 
When  all  the  streams  are  dried. 

411.  Gen.  28:19-22. 

1  0  God  of  Bethel !  by  whose  hand 

Thy  people  still  are  fed; 
Who  through  this  weary  pilgrimage 
Hast  all  our  fathers  led,  — 

2  Our  vowTs,  our  prayers,  we  now  present. 

Before  thy  throne  of  grace  ; 
God  of  our  fathers,  be  the  God 
Of  their  succeeding  race. 

3  Through  each  perplexing  path  ©f  life 

Our  wand'ring  footsteps  guide ; 
Give  us,  each  day,  our  daily  bread, 
And  raiment  fit  provide. 

4  Oh,  spread  thy  covering  wings  around,. 

Till  all  our  wanderings  cease, 
And  at  our  Fathers  loved  abode, 
Our  souls  arrive  in  peace. 

Doddridge. 

ffcl<4.  Benevolence  of  God's  Decrees. 

1  Sincte  all  the  varying  scenes  of  time 

God's  watchful  eye  surveys, 
Oh,  who  so  wise  to  choose  our  lot, 
Or  to  appoint  our  ways  ? 

2  Good,  when  he  gives,  supreme!}' good ;; 

Nor  less  when  he  denies  : 
E'en  crosses,  from  his  sovereign  hand, 
Are  blessings  in  disguise. 

3  Why  should  we  doubt  a  Father's  love, 

So  constant  and  so  kind? 
To  his  unerring,  gracious  will, 
Be  every  wish  resigned. 

4  In  thy  fair  book  of  life  divine. 

My  God,  inscribe  my  name  ; 

There  let  it  fill  some  humble  place 

Beneath  my  Lord  the  Lamb. 

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1  Unshaken  as  the  sacred  hill, 

And  fixed  as  mountains  be, 
Firm  as  a  rock  the  soul  shall  rest, 
That  leans,  0  Lord,  on  thee  ! 

2  Not  walls,  nor  hills,  could  guard  so  well 

Old  Salem's  happy  ground, 
As  those  eternal  arms  of  love, 
That  every  saint  surround. 

3  Deal  gently,  Lord,  with  souls  sincere, 

And  lead  them  safely  on 
To  the  bright  gates  of  paradise, 
Where  Christ,  their  Lord,  is  gone. 

Watts. 

414.  Gal.  6:14. 

1  Let  worldly  minds  the  world  pursue ; 

It  has  no  charms  for  me ; 

Once  I  admired  its  trifles,  too, 

But  grace  has  set  me  free. 

2  Its  pleasures  now  no  longer  please, 

No  more  content  afford ; 
Far  from  my  heart  be  joys  like  these, 
Now  I  have  seen  the  Lord. 

3  As  by  the  light  of  opening  day 

The  stars  are  all  concealed ; 
So  earthly  pleasures  fade  away 
When  Jesus  is  revealed. 

4  Creatures  no  more  divide  my  choice, 

I  bid  them  all  depart ; 
His  name  and  love  and  gracious  voice 
Have  fixed  my  roving  heart. 

Newton. 


415.  Rom.  8:  15. 

1  My  Father,  God  !  how  sweet  the  sound, 

How  tender  and  how  dear ! 
Not  all  the  melody  of  heaven 
Could  so  delight  the  ear. 

2  Come,  sacred  Spirit,  seal  the  name 

On  my  expanding  heart ; 
And  show,  that  in  Jehovah's  grace 
I  share  a  filial  part. 

3  Cheered  by  a  signal  so  divine, 

Unwavering  I  believe  ; 
'My  spirit  Abba,  Father  !  cries, 
Nor  can  the  sign  deceive. 

Doddridge. 

416.  2  Pet.  1:  10. 

1  When  I  can  read  my  title  clear 

To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I  bid  farewell  to  every  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 

2  Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage, 

And  fiery  darts  be  hurled, 
Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage, 
And  face  a  frowning  world. 

3  Let  cares  like  a  wild  deluge  come, 

And  storms  of  sorrow  fall ; 
May  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 
My  God,  my  heaven,  my  all !  — 

4  There  shall  I  bathe  my  weary  soul 

I  d  seas  of  heavenly  rest ; 

And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 

Across  my  peaceful  breast. 

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And  on  the  Rock  of  Ages  set 
My  slippery  footsteps  fast. 

3  The  city  of  my  blest  abode 

Is  walled  around  with  grace  ; 
Salvation  for  a  bulwark  stands, 
To  shield  the  sacred  place. 

4  Arise,  my  soul !  awake,  my  voice  ! 

And  tunes  of  pleasure  sing  ; 
Loud  hallelujahs  shall  address 
My  Saviour  and  my  King. 

WATT8. 

419.  psalm  116. 

1  What  shall  I  render  to  my  God, 

For  all  his  kindness  shown  ? 
My  feet  shall  visit  thine  abode, 
My  songs  address  thy  throne. 

2  Among  the  saints  that  fill  thy  house, 

My  offerings  shall  be  paid ; 
There  shall  my  zeal  perform  the  vowg 
My  soul  in  anguish  made. 

3  Now  I  am  thine,  forever  thine, 

Nor  shall  my  purpose  move ; 
Thy  hand  hath  loosed  my  bonds  of  pain, 
And  bound  me  with  thy  love. 

4  Here  in  thy  courts  I  leave  my  vow, 

And  thy  rich  grace  record ; 
Witness,  ye  saints,  who  hear  me  now, 
If  I  forsake  the  Lord. 

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417.  Psalm  73:  25. 

1  My  God,  my  portion,  and  my  love, 

My  everlasting  All ! 
I've  none  but  thee  in  heaven  above, 
Or  on  this  earthly  ball. 

2  To  thee  we  owe  our  wealth  and  friends, 

And  health  and  safe  abode  ; 
Thanks  to  thy  name  for  meaner  things, 
But  they  are  not  my  God. 

3  How  vain  a  toy  is  glittering  wealth, 

If  once  compared  with  thee  ! 
Or  what's  my  safety  or  my  health, 
Or  all  my  friends  to  me  ? 

4  Were  I  possessor  of  the  earth, 

And  called  the  stars  my  own, 
Without  thy  graces  and  thyself, 
I  were  a  wretch  undone. 

5  Let  others  stretch  their  arms  like  seas, 

And  grasp  in  all  the  shore ; 
Grant  me  the  visits  of  thy  face, 
And  I  desire  no  more^ 

Watts. 

418 .  The  Grace  of  God. 

1  Arise,  my  soul !  my  joyful  powers, 

And  triumph  in  my  God ; 
Awake,  my  voice  !  and  loud  proclaim 
His  glorious  grace  abroad. 

2  The  arms  of  everlasting  love 

Beneath  my  soul  he  placed, 


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1  My  God,  how  wonderful  thou  art ! 

Thy  majesty  how  bright ! 
How  glorious  is  thy  mercy  seat, 
In  depths  of  burning  light ! 

2  Yet  I  may  love  thee  too,  0  Lord, 

Almighty  as  thou  art ; 
For  thou  hast  stooped  to  ask  of  me 
The  love  of  my  poor  heart. 

3  No  earthly  father  loves  like  thee, 

No  mother  half  so  mild 
Bears  and  forbears,  as  thou  hast  done 
With  me,  thy  sinful  child. 

4  My  God,  how  wonderful  thou  art, 

Thou  everlasting  Friend ! 
On  thee  I  stay  my  trusting  heart, 
Till  faith  in  vision  end. 

421.  God  our  Guide. 

1  Oh,  what  a  lonely  path  were  ours, 

Could  we,  0  Father,  see 
No  home  of  rest  beyond  it  all, 
No  guide,  no  help  in  thee  ! 

2  But  thou  art  near  and  with  us  still, 

To  guide  us  in  the  way 
That  leads  along  this  vale  of  tears 
To  the  bright  realms  of  day. 

3  There  shall  thy  glory,  0  our  God, 

Break  fully  on  our  view, 
And  we,  thy  saints,  rejoice  to  find 
That  all  thy  word  was  true. 

Mas.  Waring. 


422 .  Adoption.  —  Heb.  12 :  7. 

1  My  God,  my  Father,  blissful  name ! 

Oh,  may  I  call  thee  mine  ? 
May  I  with  sweet  assurance  claim 
A  portion  so  divine  ? 

2  Whatever  thy  providence  denies, 

I  calmly  would  resign, 
For  thou  art  good  and  just  and  wise : 
Oh,  bend  my  will  to  thine  ! 

3  Whate'er  thy  sacred  will  ordains, 

Oh,  give  me  strength  to  bear ! 
And  let  me  know  my  Father  reigns, 
And  trust  his  tender  care. 

4  Thy  sovereign  ways  are  all  unknown 

To  my  weak,  erring  sight ; 
Yet  let  my  soul  adoring  own 
That  all  thy  ways  are  right. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

423.  Mark  9:  24. 

1  Lord,  I  believe  ;  thy  power  I  own, 

Thy  word  I  would  obey ; 
I  wander  comfortless  and  lone, 
When  from  thy  truth  I  stray. 

2  Lord,  I  believe ;  but  gloomy  fears 

Sometimes  bedim  my  sight; 
I  look  to  thee  with  prayers  and  tears, 
And  cry  for  strength  and  light. 

3  Yes  !  I  believe ;  and  only  thou 

Canst  give  my  soul  relief: 
Lord  !  to  thy  truth  my  spirit  bow ; 
"  Help  thou  mine  unbelief!  " 

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424.  Goer*  Greaf  Mercies. 

1  How  do  thy  mercies  close  me  round ! 

Forever  be  thy  name  adored  ! 
I  blush  in  all  things  to  abound ; 
The  servant  is  above  his  Lord. 

2  Inured  to  poverty  and  pain, 

A  suffering  life  my  Master  led ; 
The  Son  of  God,  the  Son  of  man, 
He  had  not  where  to  lay  his  head. 

3  But  lo !  a  place  he  hath  prepared 

For  me,  whom  watchful  angels  keep; 
Yea,  he  himself  becomes  my  guard  ; 
He  smooths  my  bed,  and  gives  me  sleep. 

4  Jesus  protects  !  My  fears  begone  ! 

What  can  the  Rock  of  Ages  move? 
Safe  in  thine  arms  I  lay  me  down,  — 
Thine  everlasting  arms  of  love. 

C.  Wesley. 

425.  Psalm  116. 

1  Return,  my  soul,  and  sweetly  rest 
On  thy  almighty  Father's  breast ; 
The  bounties  of  his  grace  adore, 
And  count  his  wondrous  mercies  o'er. 

2  Thy  mercy,  Lord,  preserved  my  breath, 
And  snatched  my    fainting   soul   from 

death  ; 
Removed  my  sorrows,  dried  my  tears, 
And  saved  me  from  surrounding  snares. 

3  What  shall  I  render  to  the  Lord  ? 
Or  how  his  wondr  .rd? 
To  him  my  grateful  voir*-  I'll  raise, 
With  ju*t  thanksgiving  to  his  praise. 


4  0  Zion !  in  thy  sacred  courts, 

Where  glory  dwells  and  joy  resorts, 
To  notes  divine  I'll  tune  the  song, 
And  praise  shall  flow  from  every  tongue. 

Lateobe. 

426.  Jer.  10:23. 

1  Whither,  oh,  whither  should  I  fly, 

But  to  my  loving  Father's  breast  ? 
Secure  within  thine  arms  to  lie, 

And  safe  beneath  thy  wings  to  rest. 

2  In  all  my  ways  thy  hand  I  own, 

Thy  ruling  providence  I  see ; 
Assist  me  still  my  course  to  run, 
And  still  direct  my  paths  to  thee. 

3  I  have  no  skill  the  snare  to  shun ; 

But  thou,  O  God,  my  wisdom  art ; 
I  ever  into  ruin  run  ; 

But  thou  art  greater  than  my  heart. 

4  Foolish  and  impotent  and  blind, 

Lead  me  a  way  I  have  not  known. 
Bring  me  where  I  my  heaven  may  find, 
The  heaven  of  loving  thee  alone. 

C.  Wesley. 

427.  Psalm  62. 

1    M  v  spirit  looks  to  God  alone  ; 
My  rock  and  refuge  is  his  throne; 
In  all  my  fears,  in  all  my  straits, 
My  soul  on  his  salvation  waits. 

L'  Trust  him,  ye  saints,  in  all  your  ways 
P<»ur  out  your  hearts  before  his  face  ; 
When  helpers  fail,  and  (<><■*  invade, 
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428.  Psalm  73:  26. 

1  0  Lord  !  I  would  delight  in  thee, 

And  on  thy  care  depend  ; 

To  thee  in  every  trouble  flee, 

My  best,  my  only  Friend. 

2  When  all  created  streams  are  dried, 

Thy  fulness  is  the  same  ; 

May  I  with  this  be  satisfied, 

And  glory  in  thy  name  ! 

3  No  good  in  creatures  can  be  found, 

But  may  be  found  in  thee ; 
I  must  have  all  things,  and  abound, 
While  God  is  God  to  me. 

4  0  Lord !  I  cast  my  care  on  thee ; 

I  triumph  and  adore ; 
Henceforth  my  great  concern  shall  be 
To  love  and  please  thee  more. 

Ryland. 

429.  Psalm  34. 

1  Through  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life, 

In  trouble  and  in  joy, 
The  praises  of  my  God  shall  still 
My  heart  and  tongue  employ. 

2  Of  his  deliverance  I  will  boast, 

Till  all  who  are  distressed 
From  my  example  comfort  take, 
And  charm  their  griefs  to  rest. 

3  Oh,  magnify  the  Lord  with  me, 

With  me  exalt  hid  name ! 
When  in  distress  to  him  I  called, 
He  to  my  rescue  came. 


4  The  hosts  of  God  encamp  around 

The  dwellings  of  the  just ; 
Deliverance  he  affords  to  all 
Who  on  his  succor  trust. 

5  Oh,  make  but  trial  of  his  love : 

Experience  will  decide 
How  blest  are  they,  and  only  they, 
Who  in  his  truth  confide. 

6  Fear  him,  ye  saints,  and  ye  will  then 

Have  nothing  else  to  fear ; 
Make  ye  his  service  your  delight, 
He'll  make  your  wants  his  care. 

430.  Psalm  36:  9. 

1  Eternal  Sun  of  righteousness, 

Display  thy  beams  divine, 
And  cause  the  glory  of  thy  face 
Upon  my  heart  to  shine. 

2  Light,  in  thy  light,  oh,  may  I  see, 

Thy  grace  and  mercy  prove, 
Revived  and  cheered  and  blest  by  thee, 
The  God  of  pardoning  love. 

3  Lift  up  thy  countenance  serene, 

And  let  thy  happy  child 
Behold,  without  a  cloud  between, 
The  Father  reconciled. 

4  On  me  thy  promised  peace  bestow, 

The  peace  by  Jesus  given  ;  — 
The  jovs  of  holiness  below, 
And  then  the  joys  of  heaven. 

C.  Wesley. 


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4ol.    Tilings  Visible  and  Invisible.  —  Rom.  1:20. 

1  There  is  a  book  who  runs  may  road, 

"Which  heavenly  truth  imparts. 

And  all  the  lore  its  scholars  need, 

Pure  eyes  and  Christian  hearts. 

2  The  works  of  God  above,  below, 

Within  us  and  around, 
Are  pages  in  that  book  to  show 
How  God  himself  is  found. 

3  Two  worlds  are  ours ;  'tis  only  sin 

Forbids  us  to  descry 
The  mystic  heaven  and  earth  within, 
Plain  as  the  sea  and  sky. 

4  Thou  who  hast  given  me  eyes  to  see 

And  love  this  sight  so  fair, 

Give  me  a  heart  to  find  out  thee, 

And  read  thee  everywhere. 

Keble. 

432.  Titus  3:  5-7. 

1  Lord,  we  confess  our  numerous  faults, 

How  great  our  guilt  has  been  ; 
Foolish  and  vain  were  all  our  thoughts, 
And  all  our  lives  were  sin. 

2  But,  0  my  soul !  forever  praise, 

Forever  love  his  name, 
Who  turns  thy  feet  from  dangerous  ways 
Of  folly,  sin,  and  shame. 

3  Tis  not  by  works  of  righteousness, 

Which  our  own  hands  have  done  ; 
P)Ut  we  are  saved  by  sovereign  grace, 
Abounding  through  his  Son. 

4  'Tis  from  the  mercy  of  our  God 

That  all  our  hopes  begin  ; 
'Tis  by  the  water  and  the  blood 
Our  souls  are  washed  from  sin. 

Watts. 

433.  Rom.  5:3. 

1  Is  not  the  way  to  heavenly  gain 

Through  earthly  grief  and  loss  ? 
Best  must  be  won  by  toil  and  pain, — 
The  crown  repays  the  cross. 

2  In  tears  and  trials  thou  must  sow 

To  reap  in  joy  and  love  ; 
We  cannot  find  our  home  below, 
And  hope  for  one  above. 


3  As  woods,  when  shaken  by  the  breeze, 

Take  deeper,  firmer  root  ;* 
As  winter's  frosts  but  make  the  trees 
Abound  in  summer  fruit ; 

4  So  every  heaven-sent  pang  and  throe 

That  Christian  firmness  tries, 

But  nerves  us  for  our  work  below, 

And  forms  us  for  the  skies. 

Lyte. 

434.  The  Covenant.  —  Hcb.  13: 20. 

1  My  God,  the  covenant  of  thy  love 

Abides  forever  sure ; 
And  in  its  matchless  grace  I  feel 
My  happiness  secure. 

2  Since  thou,  the  everlasting  God, 

My  Father  art  become, 
Jesus  my  Guardian  and  my  Friend, 
And  heaven  my  final  home  ;  — 

3  I  welcome  all  thy  sovereign  will, 

For  all  that  will  is  love  ; 
And  when  I  know  not  wrhat  thou  dost, 
I  wait  the  light  above. 

4  Thy  covenant  in  the  darkest  gloom 

Shall  heavenly  rays  impart, 
And  when  my  eyelids  close  in  death, 
Sustain  my  fainting  heart. 

Doddridge. 

435.  Psalm  136. 

1  Oh,  praise  the  Lord  !  for  he  is  good  ; 

In  him  we  rest  obtain, 
His  mercy  has  through  ages  stood, 
And  ever  shall  remain. 

2  Let  all  the  people  of  the  Lord 

His  praises  spread  around  ; 
Let  them  his  grace  and  love  record, 
Who  have  salvation  found. 

3  Xow  let  the  east  in  him  rejoice, 

The  west  its  tribute  bring, 
The  north  and  south  lift  up  their  voice 
In  honor  of  their  King. 

4  Oh,  praise  the  Lord  !  for  he  is  good ; 

In  him  we  rest  obtain  : 

His  mercy  has  through  ages  stood, 

And  ever  shall  remain. 

Wbanoham. 


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436.  Psalm  4:  4. 

1  Return,  my  roving  heart,  return, 

And  life's  vain  shadows  chase  no  more  ; 
Seek  out  some  solitude  to  mourn, 
And  thy  forsaken  God  implore. 

2  0  thou  great  God !  whose  piercing  eye 

Distinctly  marks  each  deep  retreat, 
In  these  sequestered  hours  draw  nigh, 
And  let  me  here  thy  presence  meet. 

3  Through  all  the  windings  of  my  heart, 

My  search  let  heavenly  wisdom  guide, 
And  still  its  beams  unerring  dart, 
Till  all  he  known  and  purified. 

4  Then  let  the  visits  of  thy  love, 

My  inmost  soul  be  made  to  share, 
Till  every  grace  combine  to  prove 
That  God  has  fixed  his  dwelling  there. 
Doddridge. 

437.  « Itest  in  God." 

1  Father,  beneath  thy  sheltering  wing, 

In  sweet  security  we  rest ; 
And  fear  no  evil  earth  can  bring; 
In  life,  in  death,  supremely  blest. 

2  For  life  is  good  whose  tidal  flow 

The  motions  of  thy  will  obeys  ; 
And  death  is  good,  that  makes  us  know 
The  Love  Divine  that  all  things  sways. 

3  And  good  it  is  to  hear  the  cross, 

And  so  thy  perfect  peace  to  win  ; 
And  naught  is  ill.  nor  brings  u<  loss, 
Nor  works  US  harm,  save  only  sin! 


4  Redeemed  from  sin  we  ask  no  more, 

But  trust  the  love  that  saves,  to  guide; 
The  grace  that  yields  so  rich  a  store 
Will  grant  us  all  we  need  beside. 

438.  Isaiah  7:  14. 

1  Oh,  sweetly  breathe  the  lyres  above, 

When    angels   touch    the   quivering 
string, 
And  wake,  to  chant  ImmanueFs  love, 
Such  strains  as  angel-lips  can  sing ! 

2  And  sweet,  on  earth,  the  choral  swell, 

From  mortal  tongues,  of  gladsome  lays ; 

When  pardoned  souls  their  raptures  tell, 

And,grateful,hyiim  ImmanueFs  praise. 

3  Jesus,  thy  name  our  souls  adore; 

We  own  the  bond  that  makes  us  thine; 
And  carnal  joys  that  charmed  before, 
For  thy  dear  sake  we  now  resign. 

4  Our  hearts,  by  dying  love  subdued, 

Accept  thine  offered  grace  to-day  ; 

Beneath  the  cross,  with  blood  bedewed, 

We  bow,  and  give  ourselves  away. 

5  In  thee  we  trust,  — on  thee  rely; 

Though  we  are  feeble,  thou  art  strong; 
Oh.  keep  us  till  our  spirits  fly 

To  join  the  bright,  immortal  throng! 
Kay  Pauier. 
Doxology. 

Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow! 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below  ! 

Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host! 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost! 


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439.  Psalm  119: 151. 

1  0  Love  divine  !  that  stooped  to  share 

Our  sharpest  pang,  our  bitterest  tear, 
On  thee  we  cast  each  earth-horn  care, 
We  smile  at  pain  while  thou  art  near. 

2  Though  long  the  weary  way  we  tread, 

And  sorrow  crown  each  lingering  year, 
No  path  we  shun,  no  darkness  dread, 
Our  hearts  still  whispering  thou  art 
near. 

3  When  drooping  pleasure  turns  to  grief, 

And  trembling  faith  is  changed  to  fear, 
The  murmuring  wind,  the  quivering  leaf, 
Shall  softly  tell  us  thou  art  near. 

4  On  thee  we  fling  our  burdening  woe, 

0  Love  divine,  forever  dear  ; 
Content  to  suffer  while  we  know, 
Living  or  dying,  thou  art  near ! 

O.  W.  HOLMES. 

440.  Matt.  6:  10. 

1  My  God,  my  Father,  while  I  stray 
Far  from  my  home,  on  life's  rough  way, 
Oh,  teach  me  from  my  heart  to  say, 

:  |  "Thy  will  be  done!''  |  : 

2  What  thoagfa  in  lonely  grief  I  sigh 
F<>r  friends  beloved  no  longer  nigh; 
Submissive  still  would  I  reply, 

"Thy  will  be  done!" 

3  If  thou  shonldst  call  me  to  resign 
What  most  1  prize,  —  it  ne'er  was  mine  ; 
I  onlv  yield  thee  what  was  thine: 

'"Thy  will  be  done!-' 


4  If  but  my  fainting  heart  be  blest 
With  thy  sweet  Spirit  for  its  guest, 
My  God,  to  thee  I  leave  the  rest ; 

"  Thy  will  be  done  !  " 

5  Renew  my  will  from  day  to  day ; 
Blend  it  with  thine,  and  take  away 
Whate'er  now  makes  it  hard  to  say, 

"  Thy  will  be  done  !  » 

6  Then  when  on  earth  I  breathe  no  more 
The  prayer  oft  mixed  with  tears  before, 
I'll  sing  upon  a  happier  shore, 

M  Thy  will  be  done  !  " 

Chablotte  Elliott, 

441.  Uohn4:8. 

1  I  cannot  always  trace  the  way 

Where    thou,    Almighty    One,    dost 
move; 
But  I  can  always,  always  say, 
:  |  That  God  is  love.  |  : 

2  When  fear  her  chilling  mantle  throws 

O'er  earth,  my  soul  to  heaven  above. 
As  to  her  native  home,  upsprings, 
For  God  is  love. 

3  When  mystery  clouds  my  darkened  path, 

I'll  check  my  dread,  my  doubts  reprove, 
In  this  my  soul  sweet  comfort  hath, 
That  God  is  love. 

4  Yes,  God  is  love  ;  —  a  thought  like  this 

Can  every  gloomy  thought  remove, 
And  turn  all  tears,  all  woes,  to  bliss, 
For  God  is  love. 


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442.  John  14:  19. 

1  When  sins  and  fears  prevailing  rise, 

And  fainting  hope  almost  expires, 
Jesus,  to  thee  I  lift  iny  eyes, 

To  thee  I  breathe  my  soul's  desires. 

2  If  my  immortal  Saviour  lives, 

Then  my  immortal  life  is  sure ; 
His  word  a  firm  foundation  gives ; 
Here  let  me  build  and  rest  secure. 

3  Here  let  my  faith  unshaken  dwell ; 

Immovable  the  promise  stands ; 
Not  all  the  powers  of  earth  or  hell 
Can  e'er  dissolve  the  sacred  bands. 

4  Here,  0  my  soul !  thy  trust  repose  : 

If  Jesus  is  forever  mine, 

Not  death  itself,  that  last  of  foes, 

Shall  break  a  union  so  divine. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

443 .  A  Good  Conscience.  —  1  Peter  3 :  16. 

1  Sweet  peace  of   conscience,   heavenly 

guest, 
Come,  fix  thy  mansion  in  my  breast ; 
Dispel  my  doubts,  my  tears  control, 
And  heal  the  anguish  of  my  soul. 

2  Come,  smiling  hope,  and  joy  sincere, 
( Some,  make  your  constant  dwelling  here : 
Still  let  your  presence  cheer  my  heart, 
Nor  sin  compel  you  to  depart 

3  0  God  of  hope  and  peace  divine ! 
Make  thou  these  secret  pleasures  mine ; 
Forgive  my  sins,  my  fears  remove, 
And  fill  my  heart  with  joy  and  love. 

Jln.INliUlIIAM. 


444.  Contentment.  —  Phil. 4:  11. 

1  0  Lord,  how  full  of  sweet  content 
Our  years  of  pilgrimage  are  spent ! 
Where'er  we  dwell,  we  dwell  with  thee, 
In  heaven,  in  earth,  or  on  the  sea. 

2  To  us  remains  nor  place  nor  time  ; 
Our  country  is  in  every  clime  : 
We  can  be  calm  and  free  from  care 
On  any  shore,  since  God  is  there. 

3  While  place  we  seek,  or  place  we  shun, 
The  soul  finds  happiness  in  none  ; 
But  with  our  God  to  guide  our  way, 
'Tis  equal  joy  to  go  or  stay. 

Madame  GmOK. 

445.  Psalm  63. 

1  0  God,  thou  art  my  God  alone : 
Early  to  thee  my  soul  shall  cry,  — 

A  pilgrim  in  a  land  unknown, 

A  thirsty  land  where  springs  are  dry. 

2  Yet  through  this  rough  and  thorny  maze, 
I  follow  hard  on  thee,  my  God : 

Thy  hand  unseen  upholds  my  w  ays  ; 
I  safely  tread  where  thou  hast  trod. 

3  Thee,  in  the  watches  of  the  night, 
When  I  remember  on  my  bed. 

Thy  presence  makes  the  darkness  light; 

Thy  guardian  wings  are   round    my 

head. 

4  Better  than  life  itself  thy  love, 
Dearer  than  all  beside  to  me; 

For  whom  have  I  in  heaven  above, 
Or  what  on  earth  compared  with  thee  1 
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446.  «f  0ft,  that  I  knew  where  I  might  find  Him  !  " 
Job  23:  3,4. 

1  Oh  that  I  knew  the  secret  place 

Where  I  might  find  my  God ! 
I'd  spread  my  wants  before  his  face, 
And  pour  my  woes  abroad. 

2  I'd  tell  him  how  my  sins  arise, 

"What  sorrows  I  sustain  ; 
How  grace  decays,  and  comfort  dies, 
And  leaves  my  heart  in  pain. 

3  He  knows  what  arguments  I'd  take 

To  wrestle  with  my  God : 
I'd  plead  for  his  own  mercy's  sake,  — 
I'd  plead  my  Saviour's  blood. 

4  My  God  will  pity  my  complaints, 

And  drive  my  foes  away  ; 
He  knows  the  meaning  of  his  saints, 
When  they  in  sorrow  pray. 

5  Arise,  my  soul !  from  deep  distress, 

And  banish  every  fear ; 
He  calls  thee  to  his  throne  of  grace, 
To  spread  thy  sorrows  there. 

Watts. 
£tt±  ( .    "Lord,  remember  me."  —Luke  23:  42. 

1  0  thou  from  whom  all  goodness  flows, 

I  lift  m}'  soul  to  thee  ; 
In  all  my  sorrows,  conflicts,  woes, 
O  Lord,  remember  me  ! 

2  When  on  my  aching,  burdened  heart 

My  sins  lie  heavily, 
Thy  pardon  grant,  new  peace  impart ; 
Then,  Lord,  remember  me  ! 


3  When  trials  sore  obstruct  my  way, 

And  ills  I  cannot  flee, 
Oh,  let  my  strength  be  as  my  day ; 
Dear  Lord,  remember  me  ! 

4  When  in  the  solemn  hour  of  death 

I  wait  tli3T  just  decree  ; 
Be  this  the  prayer  of  my  last  breath : 
Now,  Lord,  remember  me  ! 

5  And  when  before  thy  throne  I  stand, 

And  lift  my  soul  to  thee, 
Then  with  the  saints  at  thy  right  hand, 
0  Lord,  remember  me  ! 

448.  The  Comforter. 

1  0  thou  who  driest  the  mourner's  tear  ! 

How  dark  this  world  would  be, 
If,  when  deceived  and  wounded  here, 
We  could  not  fly  to  thee ! 

2  When  joy  no  longer  soothes  or  cheers, 

And  e'en  the  hope  that  threw 
A  moment's  sparkle  o'er  our  tears 
Is  dimmed  and  vanished  too ;  — 

3  Oh,  who  would  bear  life's  stormy  doom. 

Did  not  thy  wing  of  love         [gloom 
Come    brightly    wafting   through    the 
Our  peace-branch  from  above  ? 

4  Then    sorrow   touched   by   thee    grows 

bright, 
With  more  than  rapture's  ray; 
As  darkness  shows  us  worlds  of  light 
We. never  saw  by  day. 

Moors. 


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449.  Gen.  5:24. 

1  Oh  for  a  closer  walk  with  God, 

A  calm  and  heavenly  frame, 

A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road 

That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb ! 

[2  Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew 
When  first  I  saw  the  Lord  ? 
Where  is  the  soul-refreshing  view 
Of  Jesus  and  his  word  ? 

3  What  peaceful  hours  I  once  enjoyed  ! 

How  sweet  their  memory  still ! 
But  the}-  have  left  an  aching  void 
The  world  can  never  fill.] 

4  Return,  0  holy  Dove,  return, 

Sweet  messenger  of  rest ; 
I  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn, 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 

5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 

WhateVr  that  idol  be, 
Belp  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 
And  worship  only  thee. 

G  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God, 
Calm  and  serene  my  frame  ; 
So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

COWPER. 

450.  I\silm22. 

1  On,  help  as,  Lord  !  —  each  hour  of  need 
Thy  heavenly  succor  give  ; 
Help  us  in  thought  and  word  and  deed, 
Each  hour  on  earth  we  live. 


2  Oh,  help  us  when  our  spirits  bleed, 

With  contrite  anguish  sore ; 
And  when  our  hearts  are  cold  ami  dead. 
Oh,  help  us,  Lord,  the  more  ! 

3  Oh,  help  us,  through  the  prayer  of  faith' 

More  firmly  to  believe  ! 
For  still  the  more  the  servant  hath, 
The  more  shall  he  receive. 

4  Oh,  help  us,  Jesus  !  from  on  high ; 

We  know  no  help  but  thee ; 
Oh,  help  us  so  to  live  and  die, 
As  thine  in  heaven  to  be ! 

MlLMAN. 


Psalm  42. 


451. 

1  As  pants  the  hart  for  cooling  streams, 

When  heated  in  the  chase, 
So  longs  my  soul,  0  God,  for  thee, 
And  thy  refreshing  grace. 

2  For  thee,  my  God — the  living  God, 

My  thirsty  soul  doth  pine  ; 
Oh,  when  shall  I  behold  thy  face, 
Thou  Majesty  divine  ! 

3  I  sigh  to  think  of  happier  days, 

When  thou,  0  Lord  !  wast  nigh  ; 
When  every  heart  was  tuned  to  praise, 
And  none  more  blest  than  I. 

4  Why  restless,  whj'  cast  down,  my  soul  ? 

Hope  still  ;  and  thou  shalt  sing 
The  praise  of  him  who  is  thy  God, 
Thy  health's  eternal  spring. 


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My  God,  permit  me  not  to  be 
A  stranger  to  myself  and  thee ; 
Amid  a  thousand  thoughts  I  rove, 
Forgetful  of  my  highest  love. 

Why  should  my  passions  mix  with  earth, 
And  thus  debase  my  heavenly  birth  ? 
Why  should  I  cleave  to  things  below, 
And  let  my  God,  my  Saviour,  go  ? 

Call  me  away  from  flesh  and  sense ; 
One  sovereign  word  can  draw  me  thence ; 
I  would  obey  the  voice  divine, 
And  all  inferior  joys  resign. 

Be  earth,  with  all  her  scenes,  withdrawn ; 
Let  noise  and  vanity  be  gone  ; 
In  secret  silence  of  the  mind 
My  heaven,  and  there  my  God,  I  find. 

Watts. 

153.  Luke  6:  21. 

Oh,  deem  not  they  are  blest  alone, 

Whose  lives  a  peaceful  tenor  keep  ; 
For  God,  who  pities  man,  hath  shown 
A  blessing  for  the  eyes  that  weep. 

The  light  of  smiles  shall  fill  again 
The  lids  that  overflow  with  tears ; 

And  weary  hours  of  woe  and  pain 
Are  promises  of  happier  years. 

»  There  is  a  day  of  sunny  rest 

For  every  dark  and  troubled  night; 

And  grief  may  bide  an  evening  guest, 

But  joy  ghall  come  with  early  light. 


4  Nor  let  the  good  man's  trust  depart, 

Though  life  its  common  gifts  deny ; 
Though  with  a  pierced  andbroken  heart, 
And  spurned  of  men,  he  goes  to  die. 

5  For  God  has  marked  each  sorrowing  day, 

And  numbered  every  secret  tear, 
And  heaven's  long  age  of  bliss  shall  pay 
For  all  his  children  suffer  here. 

Bryant. 

454.  Psalm  42:1. 

1  I  thirst,  but  not  as  once  I  did, 

The  vain  delights  of  earth  to  share  ; 
Thy  wounds,  Immanuel,  all  forbid 
That  I  should  seek  my  pleasures  there. 

2  It  was  the  sight  of  thy  dear  cross 

First  weaned  my  heart  from  earthly 
things, 
And  taught  me  to  esteem  as  dross 
The  mirth  of  fools  and  pomp  of  kings. 

3  Oh  for  that  grace  which  springs  from  thee, 

And  quickens  all  things  where  it  flows ; 
Which  makes  a  wretched  thorn  like  me 
Bloom  as  the  myrtle  or  the  rose  ! 

4  For  sure  of  all  the  plants  that  share 

The  notice  of  thy  Father's  eye, 
None  proves  less  grateful  to  his  care, 
Or  yields  him  meaner  fruit  than  I. 

COWPER. 

Dorolooy. 

Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow, 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below ; 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host, 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 


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1  Oh  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God, 

A  heart  from  sin  set  free, 
A  heart  that  always  feels  thy  blood 
So  freely  shed  for  me. 

2  A  heart  resigned,  submissive,  meek, 

My  dear  Redeemer's  throne, 
Where  only  Christ  is  heard  to  speak, 
Where  Jesus  reigns  alone. 

3  Oh  for  a  lowly,  contrite  heart, 

Believing,  true,  and  clean  ; 
Which  neither  life  nor  death  can  part 
From  him  that  dwells  within  ! 

4  Thy  nature,  gracious  Lord,  impart ; 

Come  quickly  from  above  ; 
Write  thy  new  name  upon  my  heart, 
Thy  new,  best  name  of  Love. 

C.  Wesley. 

~±OD.  Trusting  in  Darkness. 

1  My  God!  —  oh,  could  I  make  the  claim — 

My  Father  and  my  Friend  — 

And  call  thee  mine  by  every  name 

On  Which  thy  saints  depend. 

2  By  every  name  of  power  and  love, 

I  would  thy  grace  entreat; 
Nor  should  my  humble  hopes  remove, 
Nor  leave  thy  sacred  seat. 

3  Speak.  Lord  !  and  bid  celestial  peace 

Relieve  my  aching  heart: 
Oh,  smile  and  bid  my  sorrows  cease, 
And  all  the  gloom  depart. 

MM.  Steele. 


457.  1  Cor.  13:12. 

1  I  love  the  windows  of  thy  grace, 

Through  which  my  Lord  is  seen ; 
And  long  to  meet  my  Saviour's  face, 
Without  a  cloud  between. 

2  Oh  that  the  happy  hour  were  come, 

To  change  my  faith  to  sight ; 
I  shall  behold  my  Lord  at  home, 
In  a  diviner  light. 

3  Haste,  my  Beloved,  and  remove 

These  interposing  days ; 
Then  shall  my  passions  all  be  love, 
And  all  my  powers  be  praise. 

Watts. 

^Oo.  Nearness  to  God. 

1  Oh,  could  I  find,  from  day  to  day, 

A  nearness  to  my  God, 
Then  would  my  hours  glide  sweet  away 
While  leaning  on  his  word. 

2  Lord,  I  desire  with  thee  to  live 

Anew  from  day  to  day, 
In  joys  the  world  can  never  give, 
Nor  ever  take  away. 

3  Blest  Jesus,  come,  and  rule  my  heart, 

And  make  me  wholly  thine 

That  I  may  never  more  depart, 

Nor  grieve  thy  love  divine. 

4  Thus,  till  my  last  expiring  breath, 

Thy  goodness  I'll  adoiv  : 
And  when  my  frame  dissolves  in  death, 
My  soul  shall  love  thee  more. 


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459.  Job  29:  2. 

1  Sweet  was  the  time  when  first  I  felt 

The  Saviour's  pard'ning  blood 
Applied  to  cleanse  my  soul  from  guilt, 
And  bring  me  home  to  God. 

2  Soon  as  the  morn  the  light  revealed, 

His  praises  tuned  my  tongue  ; 
And,  when  the  evening  shade  prevailed, 
His  love  was  all  my  song. 

3  In  prayer,  my  soul  drew  near  the  Lord, 

And  saw  his  glory  shine ; 
And  when  I  read  his  holy  word, 
I  called  each  promise  mine. 

A  But  now,  when  evening  shade  prevails, 
My  soul  in  darkness  mourns ; 
And  when  the  morn  the  light  reveals, 
No  light  to  me  returns. 

5  Rise,  Saviour  !  help  me  to  prevail, 
And  make  my  soul  thy  care ; 
I  know  thy  mercy  cannot  fail ; 
Let  me  that  mercy  share. 

Newton. 

4  D  U .  Watchfulness  and  Prayer. 

1  Alas,  what  hourly  dangers  rise  ! 

What  snares  beset  my  way  ! 
To  heaven,  oh,  let  me  lift  mine  eyes, 
And  hourly  watch  and  pray. 

2  How  oft  my  mournful  thoughts  complain, 

And  melt  in  flowing  tears  ! 
My  weak  resistance  !  —  ah,  how  vain  ! 
How  strong  my  foes  and  fears ! 

3  0  gracious  God  !  in  whom  I  live, 

My  feeble  efforts  aid  ; 
Help  me  to  watch  and  pray  and  strive, 
Though  trembling  and  afraid. 

4  Increase  my  faith,  increase  my  hope, 

When  foes  and  fears  prevail, 
And  bear  my  fainting  spirit  up, 
Or  soon  my  strength  will  fail. 

5  Oh,  keep  me  in  thy  heavenly  way, 

And  bid  the  tempter  flee  ; 

And  let  me  never,  never  stray 

From  happiness  and  thee. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


461.  «  Casting  all  your  Care  upon  Him." 

1  Lord,  it  belongs  not  to  my  care 

Whether  I  die  or  live  ; 
To  love  and  serve  thee  is  my  share, 
And  this  thy  grace  must  give. 

2  Christ  leads  me  through  no  darker  rooms 

Than  he  went  through  before ; 
No  one  into  his  kingdom  comes, 
But  through  his  opened  door. 

3  Come,  Lord,  when  grace  has  made  me 

meet 
Thy  blessed  face  to  see ; 
For  if  thy  work  on  earth  be  sweet, 
What  will  thy  glory  be  ? 

4  Then  shall  I  end  my  sad  complaints, 

And  weary,  sinful  days, 
And  join  with  all  triumphant  saints 
Who  sing  Jehovah's  praise. 

5  My  knowledge  of  that  life  is  small ; 

The  eye  of  faith  is  dim ; 
But  'tis  enough  that  Christ  knows  all, 
And  I  shall  be  with  him. 

Baxter. 

462.  Psalm  38. 

1  Amidst  thy  wrath  remember  love ; 

Restore  thy  servant,  Lord  ; 
Nor  let  a  Father's  chastening  prove 
Like  an  avenger's  sword. 

2  My  sins  a  heavy  load  appear, 

And  o'er  my  head  are  gone  ; 
Too  heavy  they  for  me  to  bear, 
Too  hard  for  me  t'  atone. 

3  My  thoughts  are  like  a  troubled  sea, 

My  head  still  bending  down ; 
And  I  go  mourning  all  the  day, 
Beneath  my  Father's  frown. 

4  All  my  desire  to  thee  is  known; 

Thine  eye  counts  every  tear ; 
And  every  sigh  and  every  groan 
Is  noticed  by  thine  ear. 

5  My  God,  forgive  my  follies  past, 

And  be  forever  nigh  ; 
0  Lord  of  my  salvation,  haste, 
Before  thy  servant  die. 

Watts. 


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4  There,  like  the  nightingale,  she  pours 

Her  solitary  lays ; 
Nor  asks  a  witness  of  her  song, 
Nor  thirsts  for  human  praise. 

5  Author  and  Guardian  of  my  life, 

Sweet  Source  of  light  divine, 
And  —  all  harmonious  names  in  one  — 
My  Saviour,  thou  art  mine ! 

COWPER. 

465.  Alone  with  God. 

1  How  deep  and  tranquil  is  the  joy 

Which  thou  hast  kindly  given 
To  those  who  seek  thy  presence,  Lord, 
And  tread  the  path  to  heaven  ! 

2  ?Tis  in  the  silence  of  the  shade 

My  soher  thoughts  begin, 
And  earth's  illusive  charms  appear 
But  vanity  and  sin. 

3  'Tis  here  the  troubled  springs  of  life 

Are  calmed  to  sweetest  rest ; 
The  stillness  of  this  hour  expels 
The  tumult  of  my  breast. 

4  Far,  far  above  all  mortal  things 

I  walk  with  God  alone ; 
And  while  he  names  celestial  joys, 
I  call  them  all;  my  own. 

5  Then  let  the  noisy  world  pursue 

The  trifles  of  a  day,  — 

Mine  be  the  silent,  secret  joys 

That  never  fade  away. 

Reed. 


463.  John  6:  68. 

1  To  whom,  my  Saviour,  shall  I  go, 

If  I  depart  from  thee  ? 
My  guide  through  all  this  vale  of  woe, 
And  more  than  all  to  me. 

2  The  world  reject  thy  gentle  reign, 

And  pay  thy  death  with  scorn ; 
Oh !  they  could  plait  thy  crown  again, 
And  sharpen  every  thorn. 

3  But  I  have  felt  thy  dying  love 

Breathe  gently  through  my  heart, 
To  whisper  hope  of  joys  above, — 
And  can  we  ever  part  ? 

4  Ah  !  no,  with  thee  I'll  walk  below, 

My  journey  to  the  grave  : 
To  whom,  my  Saviour,  shall  I  go, 
When  only  thou  canst  save  ? 

464.  Retirement. 

1  Far  from  the  world,  O  Lord,  I  flee, 

From  strife  and  tumult  far  ; 
From  scenes  where  Satan  wages  still 
His  most  successful  war. 

2  The  calm  retreat,  the  silent  shade, 

With  prayer  and  praise  agree; 
And  seem  by  thy  sweet  bounty  made 
For  those  who  follow  thee. 

3  There,  if  thy  Spirit  touch  the  soul, 

And  grace  her  mean  abode, 
Oh,  with  what  peace  and  joy  and  love 
l)oes  she  commune  with  God ! 


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466.  God's  Goodness. 

1  I  bow  my  forehead  to  the  dust, 

I  veil  my  eyes  for  shame, 
And  urge,  in  trembling  self-distrust, 
A  prayer  without  a  claim. 

2  I  see  the  wrong  that  round  me  lies, 

I  feel  the  guilt  within, 
I  hear  with  groans  and  travail-cries 
The  world  confess  its  sin. 

3  Yet,  in  the  maddening  maze  of  things, 

And  tossed  by  storm  and  flood, 
To  one  fixed  star  my  spirit  clings ;  — 
I  know  that  God  is  good ! 

4  I  know  not  where  his  islands  lift 

Their  fronded  palms  in  air ; 
I  only  know  I  cannot  drift 
Beyond  his  love  and  care. 

0  And  so,  beside  the  silent  sea, 

I  wait  the  muffled  oar ; 
No  harm  from  him  can  come  to  me, 
On  ocean  or  on  shore  ! 

WlIITTIER. 

467.  God's  Peace. 

1  We  bless  thee  for  thy  peace,  O  God ! 

Deep  as  the  soundless  sea, 
Which  falls  like  sunshine  on  the  road 
Of  those  who  trust  in  thee. 

2  That  peace  which  suffers  and  is  strong, 

Trusts  where  it  cannot  see, 
Deems  not  the  trial  way  too  long, 
But  leaves  the  end  with  thee  ;  — 
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3  That    peace   which    flows   serene   and 

deep,  — 
A  river  in  the  soul, 
Whose  banks  a  living  verdure  keep  ? 
God's  sunshine  o'er  the  whole  !  — 

4  Such,  Father,  give  our  hearts  such  peace, 

Whate'er  the  outward  be, 
Till  all  life's  discipline  shall  cease, 
And  we  go  home  to  thee. 

468.  God's  Glory. 

1  God's  glory  is  a  wondrous  thing, 

Most  strange  in  all  its  ways, 
And,  of  all  things  on  earth,  least  like 
What  men  agree  to  praise. 

2  Oh,  blest  is  he  to  whom  is  given 

The  instinct  that  can  tell 
That  God  is  on  the  field,  when  he 
Is  most  invisible ! 

3  And  blest  is  he  who  can  divine 

Where  real  right  doth  lie, 
And  dares  to  take  the  side  that  seems. 
Wrong  to  man's  blindfold  eye  ! 

4  Oh,  learn  to  scorn  the  praise  of  men ! 

Oh,  learn  to  lose  with  God  ! 
For  Jesus  won  the  world  through  shame, 
And  beckons  thee  his  road. 

5  And  right  is  right,  since  God  is  God; 

And  right  the  day  must  win  ; 
To  doubt  would  be  disloyalty, 
To  falter  would  be  sin  ! 

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1  Father,  I  know  that  all  my  life 

Is  portioned  out  for  me  ; 
The  changes  that  will  surely  come 

I  do  not  fear  to  see : 
I  ask  thee  for  a  present  mind, 

Intent  on  pleasing  thee. 

2  I  ask  thee  for  a  thoughtful  love, 

Through  constant  watching  wise, 
To  meet  the  glad  with  joyful  smiles, 

And  wipe  the  weeping  eyes,  — 
A  heart  at  leisure  from  itself, 

To  soothe  and  sympathize. 

3  I  would  not  have  the  restless  will 

That  hurries  to  and  fro, 
That  seeks  for  some  great  thing  to  do, 

Or  secret  thing  to  know : 
I  would  be  treated  as  a  child, 

And  guided  where  I  go. 

4  Wherever  in  the  world  I  am, 

In  whatsoe'er  estate, 
I  have  a  fellowship  with  hearts, 
To  keep  and  cultivate  ; 

A  work  of  lowly  love  to  do 
For  Him  on  whom  I  wait. 


5  I  ask  thee  for  the  daily  strength, 
To  none  that  ask  denied, 

A  mind  to  blend  with  outward  life, 

N<»te.  — In  ringing  hymn  470,  repeat  the  first  two  lines  of  the  tune,  making  of  it  a  double  tune, 


While  keeping  at  thy  side  ; 
Content  to  fill  a  little  space, 
If  thou  be  glorified. 

Mrs.  Waring. 

470.  Not  Forsaken. 

1  And  wilt  thou  now  forsake  me,  Lord  ? 

I  feel  it  cannot  be  ; 
No  earthly  tongue  can  ever  tell 
What  thou  hast  been  to  me. 

2  Through  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life 

Thy  love  hath  sheltered  me  ; 
And  wilt  thou  now  forget  thy  child  ? 
I  feel  it  cannot  be. 

3  Thy  love  hath  been  my  heritage 

Through  many  a  weary  year; 
I've  trusted  in  thy  promises, 
And  thou  hast  dried  each  tear. 

4  In  life  or  death,  I  take  my  stand 

Where  I  have  ever  stood, 
Beneath  the  shelter  of  thy  cross, 
And  trusting  in  thy  blood. 

5  And  then,  when  youth  and  health  and 

And  energy  have  fled,  [strength 

The  shades  of  evening  peacefully 
Shall  close  around  my  head. 

6  And  when  in  all  the  helplessness 
Of  death  I  turn  to  thee, 

Thou  wilt  not  then  forsake  me.  Lord! 
I  feel  it  cannot  be. 


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471'.  "  He  7?<x*  o/owr  Salvation." 

1  Rejoice,  ye  saints,  rejoice  and  praise 
The  blessings  of  redeeming  grace  ! 
Jesus,  your  everlasting  tower, 
Stands  firm  against  the  tempest's  power. 

2  He  is  a  refuge  ever  nigh  ; 

His  love  endures  as  mountains  high  ; 
His  name's  a  rock,  which  winds  above, 
And  waves  below,  can  never  move. 

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4  Rejoice,  ye  saints,  rejoice  and  praise 
The  blessings  of  this  wondrous  grace  ! 
Jesus,  your  everlasting  tower, 

Can  bear,  unmoved,  the  tempest's  power. 


472. 


The  Star  of  Bethlehem. 


1  When"  marshalled  on  the  nightly  plain, 

The  glittering  host  bestud  the  sky, 
One  star  alone,  of  all  the  train, 

Can  fix  the  sinner's  wandering  eye. 

2  Hark,  hark  !  to  God  the  chorus  breaks, 

m  every  host,  from  every  gem  j 
But  one  alone,  the  Saviour,  speaks  : 
It  is  the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

3  Once  on  the  raging  seas  I  rode  :  [dark; 

The  storm  was  loud,  the  night  was 
The  ocean  yawned,  and  rudely  blowed 
The  wind  that  tossed  my  foundering 
bark. 


4  Deep  horror  then  my  vitals  froze  ;  [stem  ; 

Death-struck,   I  ceased   the   tide    to 
When  suddenly  a  star  arose  ! 
It  was  the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

5  It  was  my  guide,  my  light,  my  all ; 

It  bade  my  dark  forebodings  cease ; 
And  through  the  storm,  and  danger's 
thrall, 
It  led  me  to  the  port  of  peace. 

6  Now  safely  moored,  my  perils  o'er, 

I'll  sing,  first  in  night's  diadem, 
Forever  and  for  evermore, 

The  Star  —  the  Star  of  Bethlehem  ! 

H.   K.  White. 
4/3 .  The  Grace  of  God. 

1  Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song  : 
Awake,  my  soul !  awake  my  tongue  ! 
Hosanna  to  th'  eternal  Name, 

And  all  his  boundless  love  proclaim  ! 

2  See  where  it  shines  in  Jesus'  face, 
The  brightest  image  of  his  grace: 
God,  in  the  person  of  his  Son, 

Has  all  his  mightiest  works  outdone. 

3  Grace !  — 'tis  a  sweet,  a  charming  theme; 
My  thoughts  rejoice  at  Jesus'  name  : 
Ye  angels,  dwell  upon  the  sound  ; 

Ye  heavens,  reflect  it  to  the  ground  ! 

4  Oh,  may  I  live  to  reach  the  place 
Where  he  unveils  his  lovely  face! 
Where  1  his  beauties  shall  behold, 
And  sing  his  name  to  harps  of  gold  ! 

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1  0  Lord  and  Master  of  us  all, 

Whate'er  our  name  or  sign  ; 
We  own  thy  sway,  we  hear  thy  call, 
We  test  our  lives  by  thine. 

2  We  faintly  hear,  we  dimly  see, 

In  differing  phrase  we  pray ; 
But,  dim  or  clear,  we  own  in  thee, 
The  Light,  the  Truth,  the  Way ! 

3  Apart  from  thee  all  gain  is  loss, 

And  labor  vainly  done  ; 
The  solemn  shadow  of  thy  cross 
Is  better  than  the  sun. 

4  Alone,  0  Love  ineffable ! 

Thy  saving  name  is  given ; 
To  turn  aside  from  thee  is  hell, 
To  walk  with  thee  is  heaven. 

5  Deep  strike  thy  roots,  0  heavenly  Vine, 

Within  our  earthly  sod; 
Most  human  and  yet  most  divine, 
The  flower  of  man  and  God  ! 

"WlIlTTIER. 

47  O .  Preciousness  of  Christ. 

1  Thou  dear  Redeemer,  dying  Lamb, 

I  love  to  hear  of  thee  ; 
No  music's  like  thy  charming  name, 
Nor  half  so  sweet  can  be. 

2  Oh.  may  1  ever  hear  thy  voice 

In  mercy  bo  me  -peak ; 

In  thee,  my  Priest,  will  T  rejoice, 
And  thy  salvation  seek. 


3  My  Jesus  shall  be  still  my  theme, 

While  on  this  earth  I  stay  ; 

I'll  sing  my  Jesus'  lovely  name, 

When  all  things  else  decay. 

4  When  I  appear  in  yonder  cloud, 

With  all  his  favored  throng, 
Then  will  I  sing  more  sweet,  more  loud, 
And  Christ  shall  be  my  song. 

Cektsick. 

476.  Luke  23:  42. 

1  Jesus  !  thou  art  the  sinner's  Friend  j 

As  such  I  look  to  thee  ; 
Now  in  the  fulness  of  thy  love, 

0  Lord  !  remember  me. 

2  Remember  thy  pure  word  of  grace, 

Remember  Calvary, 
Eemember  all  thy  dying  groans, 
And,  then,  remember  me. 

3  Thou  wondrous  Advocate  with  God  ! 

1  yield  myself  to  thee  ; 

While  thou  art  sitting  on  thy  throne, 
Dear  Lord  !  remember  me. 

4  Lord  !  I  am  guilty,  I  am  vile, 

But  thy  salvation's  free  ; 
Then,  in  thine  all-abounding  grace, 
Dear  Lord!  remember  nie. 

5  Ami  when  I  close  my  eyes  in  death, 

When  creature-helps  all  flee, 

Then,  0  my  dear  Kedeemer-God ! 

I  pray,  remember  me. 
1  Parkinson. 


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477.  Matt.  10:24. 

1  Didst  thou,  dear  Jesus !  suffer  shame, 

And  bear  the  cross  for  me  ? 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  thy  name, 
Or  thy  disciple  be  ? 

2  Inspire  my  soul  with  life  divine, 

And  make  me  truly  bold ;         [shine, 
Let   knowledge,    faith,   and    meekness 
Nor  love,  nor  zeal,  grow  cold. 

3  Let  mockers  scoff,  the  world  defame, 

And  treat  me  with  disdain ; 
Still  may  I  glory  in  thy  name, 
And  count  reproach  my  gain. 

4  To  thee  I  cheerfully  submit, 

And  all  my  powers  resign ; 
Let  wisdom  point  out  what  is  fit, 
And  I'll  no  more  repine. 

KlRKHAM. 

478.  The  King  of  Saints. 

1  Come,  ye  that  love  the  Saviour's  name, 

And  joy  to  make  it  known ; 
The  sovereign  of  your  hearts  proclaim, 
And  bow  before  his  throne. 

2  Behold  your  King,  your  Saviour,  crowned 

With  glories  all  divine ; 
And  tell  the  wondering  nations  round 
How  bright  those  glories  shine. 

3  When  in  his  earthly  courts  we  view 

The  beauties  of  our  King, 
We  long  to  love  as  angels  do, 
And  with  their  voice  to  sing. 

4  Oh  for  the  day,  the  glorious  day ! 

When  heaven  and  earth  shall  raise, 
With  all  their  powers,  the  raptured  lay, 
To  celebrate  thy  praise. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

479.  John  21:  15. 

1  Do  not  I  love  thee,  O  my  Lord  ? 

Behold  mv  heart,  and  see; 
And  turn  the  dearest  idol  out 
That  dares  to  rival  thee. 

2  Is  not  thy  name  melodious  still 

To  mine  attentive  ear? 
Doth  not  each  pulse  with  pleasure  bound, 
My  Saviour's  voice  to  hear  ? 


3  Hast  thou  a  lamb  in  all  thy  flock 

I  would  disdain  to  feed  ? 
Hast  thou  a  foe,  before  whose  face 
I  fear  thy  cause  to  plead  ? 

4  Would  not  my  heart  pour  forth  its  blood 

In  honor  of  thy  name  ? 
And  challenge  the  cold  hand  of  death 
To  damp  th'  immortal  flame  ? 

5  Thou  knowest  that  I  love  thee,  Lord; 

But  oh  !  I  long  to  soar 
Far  from  the  sphere  of  mortal  joys, 
And  learn  to  love  thee  more. 

Doddridge. 

480.  Rom.  5:8. 

1  To  our  Redeemer's  glorious  name 

Awake  the  sacred  song; 
Oh,  may  his  love  —  immortal  flame!  — 
Tune  every  heart  and  tongue. 

2  His  love,  what  mortal  thought  can  reach ! 

What  mortal  tongue  display ! 
Imagination's  utmost  stretch 
In  wonder  dies  away. 

3  Dear  Lord,  while  we,  adoring,  pay 

Our  humble  thanks  to  thee, 
May  every  heart  with  rapture  say, 
"  The  Saviour  died  for  me  ! " 

4  Oh,  may  the  sweet,  the  blissful  theme, 

Fill  every  heart  and  tongue ! 
Till  strangers  love  thy  charming  name, 
And  join  the  sacred  song. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

481.  Psalm  71. 

1  My  Saviour!  my  almighty  Friend! 

When  I  begin  thy  praise, 
Where  will  the  growing  numbers  end, 
The  numbers  of  thy  grace  ? 

2  Thou  art  my  everlasting  trust ; 

Thy  goodness  I  adore  : 
And  since  I  knew  thy  graces  first, 
I  speak  thy  glories  more. 

3  My  feet  shall  travel  all  the  length 

Of  the  celestial  road  ;  [strength, 

And    march,    with     courage     in     thy 
To  see  my  Father,  God. 

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1       Thy  way  is  in  the  sea; 

Thy  paths  we  cannot  trace ; 
Nor  solve,  0  Lord  !  the  mystery 
Of  thy  unbounded  grace. 

7,       As  through  a  glass  we  see 
The  wonders  of  thy  love ; 
How  little  do  we  know  of  thee, 
Or  of  the  joys  above  ! 

3  In  part  we  know  thy  will, 
And  bless  thee  for  the  sight; 

Soon  will  thy  love  the  rest  reveal 
In  glory's  clearer  light. 

4  With  joy  shall  we  survey 
Thy  providence  and  grace ; 

And  spend  an  everlasting  day 
In  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

Fawcett. 

483.  1  Peter  1:  8. 

1  Not  with  our  mortal  eyes 
Have  we  beheld  the  Lord; 

Yet  we  rejoice  to  hear  his  name, 
And  love  him  in  his  word. 

2  On  earth  we  want  the  sight 
Of  our  Redeemer's  face  ; 

Yet,  Lord,  our  inmost  thoughts  delight 
To  dwell  upon  thy  grace. 

3  And  when  we  taste  thy  love, 
Our  joys  divinely  grow 

Unspeakable,  like  those  above, 

And  heaven  begins  below. 

Watts. 


484.  Phil.  4:4. 

1  Rejoice  !  the  Lord  is  King ! 
Your  Lord  and  King  adore;      [lb*" 

Ye  ransomed  saints,  give  that 
And  triumph  evermore. 

2  The  mighty  Saviour  reigns, 
The  God  of  truth  and  love ; 

When  he  himself  had  purged  our  stain. 
He  took  his  seat  above. 

3  He  sits  at  God's  right  hand, 
Till  all  his  foes  submit, 

And  humbly  bow  at  his  command, 
And  fall  beneath  his  feet. 

4  Rejoice  in  glorious  hope  ! 
Jesus,  the  Judge,  shall  come, 

And  take  his  waiting  servants  up 
To  their  eternal  home. 

485.  Luke  19:  41. 

1  Did  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep, 
And  shall  our  cheeks  be  dry? 

Let  floods  of  penitential  grief 
Burst  forth  from  every  eye. 

2  The  Son  of  God  in  tears, 
Angels  with  wonder  see ! 

Be  thou  astonished,  O  my  soul; 
He  shed  those  tears  for  thee. 

3  He  wept  that  we  might  weep; 
Eatjh  sin  demands  a  tear; 

In  heaven  alone  no  sin  is  found, 
And  there's  no  weeping  there. 

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486.  Matt.  17:8. 

1  Jesus  !  the  very  thought  of  thee 

With  sweetness  fills  my  breast ; 
But  sweeter  far  thy  face  to  see, 

And  in  thy  presence  rest. 
No  voice  can  sing,  nor  heart  can  frame, 

Nor  can  the  memory  find. 
A  sweeter  sound  than  thy  blest  name, 

O  Saviour  of  mankind ! 


2  Oh,  hope  of  every  contrite  heart, 

Oh,  joy  of  all  the  meek  ; 
To  those  who  fall,  how  kind  thou  art, 

How  good  to  those  who  seek  ! 
But  what  to  those  who  find  ?  ah  ! 

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The  love  of  Jesus,  what  it  is, 

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3  Thy  lovely  presence  shines  so  clear 

Through  every  sense  and  way,  [near, 
That  souls  which  once  have  seen  thee 

See  all  things  else  decay. 
Come  then,  dear  Lord,  possess  my  heart, 

Chase  thence  the  shades  of  night ; 
Bid  all  but  perfect  love  depart 

Before  thy  shining  light. 

4  Jesus,  our  hope,  when  we  repent, 

Sweet  source  of  all  our  grace ; 
Sole  comfort  in  our  banishment; 

Oh !  what,  when  face  to  face  ! 


Jesus !  our  only  joy  be  thou, 

As  thou  our  prize  wilt  be ; 
Jesus !  be  thou  our  glory  now, 

And  in  eternity. 

Bebnabd. 

487.  Cant.  5:10-16. 

1  Majestic  sweetness  sits  enthroned 

Upon  the  Saviour's  brow ; 
His  head  with  radiant  glories  crowned, 

His  lips  with  grace  o'erflow. 
No  mortal  can  with  him  compare, 

Among  the  sons  of  men  ; 
Fairer  is  he  than  all  the  fair 

That  fill  the  heavenly  train. 

2  He  saw  me  plunged  in  deep  distress, 

He  flew  to  my  relief; 
For  me  he  bore  the  shameful  cross, 

And  carried  all  my  grief. 
To  him  I  owe  my  life  and  breath, 

And  all  the  joys  I  have  ; 
He  makes  me  triumph  over  death, 

He  saves  me  from  the  grave. 

3  To  heaven  the  place  of  his  abode, 

He  brings  my  weary  feet ; 
Shows  me  the  glories  of  my  God, 

And  makes  my  joy  complete. 
Since  from  his  bounty  I  receive 

Such  proofs  of  love  divine, 
Had  I  a  thousand  hearts  to  give, 

Lord!  they  should  all  be  thine. 

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488.  «  Only  TJiee." 

1  Blessed  Saviour  !  thee  I  love, 
All  my  other  joys  above  ; 

All  my  hopes  in  thee  abide  ; 
Thou  my  hope,  and  naught  beside  : 
Ever  let  my  glory  be 
Only,  only,  only  thee. 

2  Once  again  beside  the  cross, 
All  my  gain  I  count  but  loss ; 
Earthly  pleasures  fade  away, 
Clouds  they  are  that  hide  my  day : 
Hence,  vain  shadows !  let  me  see 
Jesus  crucified  for  me. 

3  Blessed  Saviour !  thine  am  I, 
Thine  to  live,  and  thine  to  die; 
Height  or  depth  or  earthly  power 
Ne'er  shall  hide  my  Saviour  more : 
Ever  shall  my  glory  be 

Only,  only,  only  thee ! 

DUFFIELD. 

489.  2  Pet.  1:19. 

1  Christ,  whose  glory  fills  the  skies, 

Christ,  the  true,  the  only  light, 
Sun  of  righteousness  !  arise, 

Triumph  o'er  the  shades  of  night: 
Day-spring  from  on  high,  be  near; 
Day-star,  in  my  heart  appear ! 

2  Dark  and  cheerless  is  the  morn, 

If  thy  light  is  hid  from  me ; 
Joyless  is  the  day's  return. 

Till  thy  mercy's  beams  I  see, — 
Till  they  inward  light  impart, 
Glad  my  eyes,  and  warm  my  heart. 

3  Visit,  then,  this  soul  of  mine; 

Pierce  the  gloom  of  sin  and  grief; 
Fill  me,  radiant  Sun  divine! 

Scatter  all  my  unbelief : 
More  and  more  thyself  display, 
Shining  to  the  perfect  day. 

TOPT.APY. 


490.  1  John 'j :  14. 

1  Blessed  are  the  sons  of«God  ! 
They  are  bought  with  Jesus'  blood ; 
They  are  ransomed  from  the  grave  ; 
Life  eternal  they  shall  have: 
With  them  numbered  may  we  be, 
Here,  and  in  eternity ! 

2  God  did  love  them  in  his  Son 
Long  before  the  world  begun ; 
All  their  sins  are  washed  away ; 
They  shall  stand  in  God's  great  day  : 
With  them  numbered  may  we  be, 
Here,  and  in  eternity  ! 

3  They  are  harmless,  meek,  and  mild, 
Holy,  humble,  undeiiled ; 

They  are  by  the  Spirit  sealed, 
They  with  love  and  peace  are  filled  : 
With  them  numbered  may  we  be, 
Here,  and  in  eternity  ! 

4  They  are  lights  upon  the  earth, 
Children  of  a  heavenly  birth  ; 
One  with  God,  with  Jesus  one, 
Glory  is  in  them  begun  i 

With  them  numbered  ma}r  we  be, 
Here,  and  in  eternity  ! 

Humphries. 

491.  Psalm  42. 

1  Hearken,  Lord,  to  my  complaints, 
For  my  soul  within  me  faints; 
Thee,  far  oft",  I  call  to  mind, 

In  the  land  I  left  behind. 

Where  the  streams  of  Jordan  flow, 

Whiere  the  heights  of  Hermon  glow. 

2  Once  the  morning's  earliest  fight 
Brought  thy  mercy  to  my  sight, 
And  my  Wakeful  song  was  heard 
Later  than  the  evening  bird  ; 
Hast  thou  all  my  prayers  forgot? 
Dost  thoti  scorn.  <>r  hear  them  not? 


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1  Dear  Saviour  !  we  are  thine, 
By  everlasting  bands ; 

Our  hearts,  our  souls,  we  would  resign 
Entirely  to  thy  hands. 

2  To  thee  we  still  would  cleave 
With  ever  growing  zeal ; 

If  millions  tempt  us  Christ  to  leave, 
Oh,  let  them  ne'er  prevail ! 

3  Thy  Spirit  shall  unite 

Our  souls  to  thee,  our  Head ; 
Shall  form  in  us  thine  image  bright, 
And  teach  thy  paths  to  tread. 

4  Death  may  our  souls  divide 
From  these  abodes  of  clay  ; 

But  love  shall  keep  us  near  thy  side, 
Through  all  the  gloomy  way. 

5  Since  Christ  and  we  are  one, 
Why  should  we  doubt  or  fear? 

If  he  in  heaven  has  fixed  his  throne, 
He'll  fix  his  members  there. 

Doddridge. 
493.  Jude24   25. 

1  To  God,  the  only  wise, 
Our  Saviour  and  our  King; 

Let  all  the  saints  below  the  skies 
Their  humble  praises  bring. 

2  'Tis  his  almighty  love, 
His  counsel  and  his  care, 

Preserves  us  safe  from  sin  and  death, 
And  every  hurtful  snare. 

3  Ho  will  present  our  souls, 
Unblemished  and  complete, 


Before  the  glorj'  of  his  face, 
With  joys  divinely  great. 

4  Then  all  the  chosen  seed 
Shall  meet  around  the  throne, 

Shall  bless  the  conduct  of  his  grace, 
And  make  his  wonders  known. 

5  To  our  Redeemer,  God, 
Wisdom  and  power  belong, 

Immortal  crowns  of  majesty, 
And  everlasting  song. 

Watts. 
4y4.    "Singing  in  the  Ways  of  the  Lord." 

1  Come,  ye  that  love  the  Lord, 
And  let  your  joys  be  known  ; 

Join  in  a  song  of  sweet  accord, 
And  thus  surround  the  throne. 

2  Let  those  refuse  to  sing 
Who  never  knew  our  God  ; 

But  children  of  the  heavenly  King 
May  speak  their  joys  abroad. 

3  The  men  of  grace  have  found 
Glory  begun  below ; 

Celestial  fruits  on  earthly  ground 
From  faith  and  hope  may  grow. 

4  The  hill  of  Zion  yields 

A  thousand  sacred  swfeets 
Before  we  reach  the  heavenly  fields, 
Or  walk  the  golden  streets. 

5  Then  let  our  songs  abound, 

And  every  tear  be  dry;  [ground 

We're    marching    through  Immaniud's 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 

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1  My  God  !  the  spring  of  all  my  joys, 

The  life  of  my  delights, 
The  glory  of  my  brightest  days, 
And  comfort  of  my  nights  ! 

2  In  darkest  shades,  if  he  appear, 

My  dawning  is  begun : 
He  is  my  soul's  sweet  morning  star, 
And  he  my  rising  sun. 

3  The  opening  heavens  around  me  shine 

With  beams  of  sacred  bliss, 
While  Jesus  shows  his  heart  is  mine, 
And  whispers,  I  am  his  ! 

4  My  soul  would  leave  this  heavy  clay 

At  that  transporting  word, 
Run  up  with  joy  the  shining  way, 
T'  embrace  my  dearest  Lord. 

5  Fearless  of  hell  and  ghastly  death, 

I'd  break  through  every  foe ; 
The  wings  of  love  and  arms  of  faith 
Should  bear  me  conqu'rer  through. 

Watts. 

496.  Matt.  1:21. 

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Fain  would  I  sound  it  out  so  loud 
That  earth  and  heaven  should  hear. 

2  Yes,  thou  art  precious  to  my  soul, 
My  transport  and  my  trust; 
Jewels,  to  thee,  arc  gaudy  toys, 
And  gold  is  sordid  dust. 


3  All  my  capacious  powers  can  wish, 

In  thee  doth  richly  meet ; 
Not  to  mine  eyes  is  light  so  dear, 
Nor  friendship  half  so  sweet. 

4  Thy  grace  still  dwells  upon  my  heart, 

And  sheds  its  fragrance  there  ;  — 
The  noblest  balm  of  all  its  wounds, 
The  cordial  of  its  care. 

5  I'll  speak  the  honors  of  thy  name, 

With  my  last  lab'ring  breath  ;  [arms, 
Then,  speechless,  clasp  thee  in  mine 
The  antidote  of  death. 

Doddridge. 

497.  Psalm  73. 

1  Whom  have  we,  Lord,  in  heaven,  but 

And  whom  on  earth  beside  ?      [thee, 
Where  else  for  succor  can  we  flee, 
Or  in  whose  strength  confide  ? 

2  Thou  art  our  portion  here  below, 

Our  promised  bliss  above  ; 
Ne'er  may  our  souls  an  object  know 
So  precious  as  thy  love. 

3  When   heart   and  flesh,   0   Lord,   shall 

Thou  wilt  our  spirit  cheer,  [fail, 

Support  us  through  life's  thorny  vale, 
And  calm  each  anxious  fear. 

4  Yes,  thou  shalt  be  our  guide  through  life, 

And  help  and  strength  supply, 
Sustain  us  in  death's  fearful  strife, 
And  welcome  us  on  high. 

Lyte. 


Jvys  of  Pa 7' don.      Trust  in    Christ.     Praise  of  Christ.        219 


4yo.  Joy  of  Forgiveness. 

1  My  Saviour,  let  me  hear  thy  voice 

Pronounce  the  word  of  peace, 
And  all  my  warmest  powers  shall  join 
To  celebrate  thy  grace. 

2  With  gentle  smiles  call  me  thy  child, 

And  speak  my  sins  forgiven ; 
The  accents  mild  shall  charm  my  ear 
Like  the  sweet  harps  of  heaven. 

3  Cheerful,  where'er  thy  hand  shall  lead, 

The  darkest  path  I'll  tread  ; 
Cheerful  I'll  quit  these  mortal  shores, 
And  mingle  with  the  dead. 

I  When  dreadful  guilt  is  done  away, 

No  other  fears  we  know ; 

That  hand  which  scatters  pardons  down 

Shall  crowns  of  life  bestow. 

Doddridge. 

499.  2  Tim.  1:  12. 

1  I'm  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord, 

Or  to  defend  his  cause  ; 
Maintain  the  honor  of  his  word, 
The  glory  of  his  cross. 

2  Jesus,  my  God  !  —  I  know  his  name ; 

His  name  is  all  my  trust ; 
Nor  will  he  put  my  soul  to  shame, 
Nor  let  my  hope  be  lost. 

3  Firm  as  his  throne  his  promise  stands, 

And  he  can  well  secure 
What  I've  committed  to  his  hands 
Till  the  decisive  hour. 

4  Then  will  he  own  my  worthless  name 

Before  his  Father's  face, 
And  in  the  New  Jerusalem 
Appoint  my  soul  a  place. 

"Watts. 

500.  Joy  and  Comfort  in  Christ. 

1  Thou  lovely  Source  of  true  delight, 

Whom  I  unseen  adore, 
Unveil  thy  beauties  to  my  sight, 
That  I  may  love  thee  more. 

2  Thy  glory  o'er  creation  shines, 

But  in  thy  sacred  word 
I  read,  in  fairer,  brighter  lines, 
My  bleeding,  dying  Lord. 


3  'Tis  here,  whene'er  my  comforts  droop, 

And  sins  and  sorrows  rise, 
Thy  love,  with  cheerful  beams  of  hope, 
My  fainting  heart  supplies. 

4  Jesus !  my  Lord,  my  life,  my  light, 

Oh,  come  with  blissful  ray,       [night, 
Break  radiant   through   the  shades   of 
And  chase  my  fears  away. 

501.  Jesus'  Praise. 

1  Oh  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing 

My  dear  Redeemer's  praise,  — 
The  glories  of  my  God  and  King, 
The  triumphs  of  his  grace  ! 

2  My  gracious  Master  and  my  God, 

Assist  me  to  proclaim, 
To  spread  through  all  the  earth  abroad 
The  honors  of  thy  name. 

3  Jesus !  the  name  that  calms  our  fears, 
That  bids  our  sorrows  cease  ; 


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'Tis  life  and  health  and  peace. 

4  He  breaks  the  power  of  reigning  sin  ; 
He  sets  the  pris'ner  free  ; 
His  blood  can  make  the  foulest  clean  *, 
His  blood  availed  for  me. 

C.  Wesley. 

502.  Isaiah  M:  8. 

1  Children  of  God,  who,  faint  and  slow, 

Your  pilgrim-path  pursue, 
In  strength  and  weakness,  joy  and  woe, 
To  God's  high  calling  true  !  — 

2  Why  move  ye  thus,  with  lingering  tread, 

A  doubting,  mournful  band  ? 
WThy  faintly  hangs  the  drooping  head  ? 
Why  fails  the  feeble  hand  ? 

3  Oh  !  weak  to  know  a  Saviour's  power, 

To  feel  a  Father's  care  ; 
A  moment's  toil,  a  passing  shower, 
Is  all  the  grief  ye  share. 

4  Then,  Christian,  dry  the  falling  tear, 

The  faithless  doubt  remove ; 
Redeemed  at  last  from  guilt  and  fear, 
Oh,  wake  thy  heart  to  love. 

BOWDLER. 


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0  Love  !  who, ere  life's  earliest  dawn, 

On  me  thy  choice  hast  gently  laid ; 

O  Love  !  who  here  as  man  wast  born, 

And  wholly  like  to  us  wast  made ; 
O  Love !  I  give  myself  to  thee, 
Thine  ever,  only  thine  to  be. 

C^-*.  (  Ever  thine,  only  thine  ! 

(  0  Love,  I  give  myself  to  thee  ! 

0  Love !  who  once  in  time  wast  slain, 

Pierced  through  and  through  with  bitter  woe  ; 

O  Love  !  who  wrestling  thus  didst  gain 
That  we  eternal  joy  might  know  j 

O  Love  !  I  give  myself  to  thee, 

Thine  ever,  only  thine  to  be. 
Chorus : 

0  Love  !   who  lovest  me  for  aye, 

Who  for  my  soul  dost  ever  plead ; 
O  Love  !  who  didst  my  ransom  pay, 

Whose  power  bufficeth  in  my  stead; 
O  Love  !  I  give  myself  to  thee, 
Thine  ever,  only  thine  to  be. 
Chorus  : 

O  Love !    who  once  shalt  bid  me  rise 

From  out  this  dying  life  of  ours; 
O  Love !    who  once  o'er  yonder  skies 

Shalt  set  me  in  the  fadeless  bowers ; 
I )  Love  !  I  give  myself  to  thee, 
Thine  ever,  only  thine  to  be. 
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1  Oh,  could  I  speak  the  matchless  worth, 
Oh,  could  I  sound  the  glories  forth, 

Which  in  my  Saviour  shine  ! 
I'd  soar,  and  touch  the  heavenly  strings, 
And  vie  with  Gabriel  while  he  sings 

In  notes  almost  divine. 

2  I'd  sing  the  precious  blood  he  spilt, 
My  ransom  from  the  dreadful  guilt 

Of  sin  and  wrath  divine ! 
I'd  sing  his  glorious  righteousness, 
In  which  all-perfect  heavenly  dress 

My  soul  shall  ever  shine. 

3  I'd  sing  the  characters  he  bears, 
And  all  the  forms  of  love  he  wears, 

Exalted  on  his  throne : 
In  loftiest  songs  of  sweetest  praise, 
I  would  to  everlasting  days 

Make  all  his  glories  known. 

4  Well,  the  delightful  day  will  come, 
When  my  dear  Lord  will  bring  me  home, 

And  I  shall  see  his  face : 


Then  with  my  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend, 

A  blest  eternity  I'll  spend, 

Triumphant  in  his  grace. 

Medley. 

505.  Luke  10:  42. 

1  0  Love  divine,  how  sweet  thou  art ! 
When  shall  I  find  my  willing  heart 

All  taken  up  by  thee  ? 
I  thirst,  I  faint,  I  die  to  prove 
The  greatness  of  redeeming  love,  — 

The  love  of  Christ  to  me. 

2  God  only  knows  the  love  of  God ; 
Oh  that  it  now  were  shed  abroad 

In  this  poor  stony  heart ! 
For  love  I  sigh,  for  love  I  pine  ; 
This  only  portion,  Lord,  be  mine, 

Be  mine  the  better  part ! 

3  Oh  that  I  could,  with  favored  John, 
Recline  my  weary  head  upon 

The  dear  Redeemer's  breast ; 
From  care  and  sin  and  sorrow  free, 
Give  me  !  0  Lord,  to  find  in  thee 

My  everlasting  rest  ? 

C.  Wesley. 


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506.  Gal.  6:14. 

1  In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory, 

Towering  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time ; 
All  the  light  of  sacred  story 

Gathers  round  its  head  sublime. 

2  When  the  woes  of  life  o'ertake  me, 

Hopes  deceive,  and  fears  annoy, 
Never  shall  the  cross  forsake  me  : 
Lo  !  it  glows  with  peace  and  joy. 

3  When  the  sun  of  bliss  is  beaming 

Light  and  love  upon  my  way, 
From  the  cross  the  radiance  streaming, 
Adds  new  lustre  to  the  day. 

4  Bane  and  blessing,  pain  and  pleasure, 

By  the  cross  are  sanctified ; 
Peace  is  there,  that  knows  no  measure, 
Joys  that  through  all  time  abide. 

5  In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory, 

Towering  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time  ; 
All  the  light  of  sacred  story 

Gathers  round  its  head  sublime. 

BOWRINQ. 

507.  lCor.  15:  10. 

1  Come,  thou  Fount  of  every  blessing, 

Tune  my  heart  to  sing  thy  grace  ; 
Streams  of  mercy,  never  ceasing, 
Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise. 

2  Jesus  sought  mo  when  a  stranger, 

Wandering  from  the  fold  of  God; 
He,  to  save  mv  soul  from  danger, 
Interposed  his  precious  blood. 


3  Oh  !  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor 

Daily  I'm  constrained  to  be  ! 
Let  that  grace,  Lord,  like  a  fetter,1 
Bind  my  wandering  heart  to  thee. 

4  Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  I  feel  it ; 

Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love  ; 

Here's  my  heart  — oh,  take  and  seal  it, — 

Seal  it  from  thy  courts  above. 

Robinson. 

508.  Psalm  91. 

1  Call  Jehovah  thy  salvation, 

Rest  beneath  th'  Almighty's  shade  J 
In  his  secret  habitation 

Dwell,  and  never  be  dismayed  ! 

2  There  no  tumult  can  alarm  thee, 

Thou  shalt  dread  no  hidden  snare ; 
Guile  nor  violence  can  harm  thee, 
In  eternal  safeguard  there. 

3  He  shall  charge  his  angel  legions 

Watch  and  ward  o'er  thee  to  keep, 
Though  thou  walk  through  hostile  re- 
gions, 
Though  in  desert  wilds  thou  sleep. 

4  Since,  with  firm  and  pure  affection, 

Thou  on  God  hast  set  thy  love, 
With  the  wings  of  his  protection 
He  shall  shield  thee  from  above. 

5  Thou  shalt  call  on  him  in  trouble, 

He  will  hearken,  he  will  save ; 

Here,  for  grief  reward  thee  double, 

Crown  with  life  beyond  the  grave. 
Montgomery. 


Christ  unseen  but  precious. 


J  lis  great  Love, 


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509.  1  Peter  1:8. 

1  Jesus,  these  eyes  have  never  seen 

That  radiant  form  of  thine  ! 
The  veil  of  sense  hangs  dark  between 
Thy  blessed  face  and  mine ! 

2  I  see  thee  not,  I  hear  thee  not, 

Yet  art  thou  oft  with  me  ; 
And  earth  hath  ne?er  so  dear  a  spot, 
As  where  I  meet  with  thee. 

3  Like  some  bright  dream  that  comes  un- 

When  slumbers  o'er  me  roll,  [sought, 
Thine  image  ever  fills  my  thought, 
And  charms  my  ravished  soul. 

4  Yet  though  I  have  not  seen,  and  still 

Must  rest  in  faith  alone ; 
I  love  thee,  dearest  Lord !  —  and  will, 
Unseen,  but  not  unknown. 

5  When  death  these  mortal  eyes  shall  seal, 

And  ^r ill  this  throbbing  heart, 
The  nnding  veil  shall  thee  reveal, 
All  glorious  as  thou  art ! 

Ray  Palmer. 

510.  1  Peter  2:  7. 

1  I  low  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 

In  a  believer's  ear  ! 

oothes  his  sorrows,  heals  his  wounds, 
And  drives  away  his  fear. 

2  It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole, 

And  ealma  the  trembled  breast; 

manna  to  the  hungry  soul, 
And  to  the  weary,  rest. 


3  By  thee,  my  prayers  acceptance  gain, 

Although  with  sin  defiled ; 
Satan  accuses  me  in  vain. 
And  I  am  owned  a  child. 

4  Weak  is  the  effort  of  my  heart, 

And  cold  my  warmest  thought ; 
But  when  I  see  thee  as  thou  art, 
I'll  praise  thee  as  I  ought. 

5  Till  then  I  would  thy  love  proclaim, 

With  every  fleeting  breath  ; 
And  may  the  music  of  thy  name 
Refresh  my  soul  in  death. 

Newton. 

511.  "  Can  we  Forget  ?  " 

1  Jesus  !  thy  love  shall  we  forget, 

And  never  bring  to  mind 
The  grace  that  paid  our  hopeless  debt, 
And  bade  us  pardon  find  ? 

2  Shall  we  thy  life  of  grief  forget, 

Thy  fasting  and  thy  prayer, 
Thy  locks  with  mountain  vapors  wet, 
To  save  us  from  despair  ? 

3  Gethsemane  can  we  forget, 

Thy  struggling  agony, 
When  night  lay  dark  on  Olivet, 
And  none  to  watch  with  thee  ? 

4  Our  sorrows  and  our  sins  were  laid 

On  thee,  alone  on  thee  : 

Thy  precious  blood  our  ransom  paid,  — ■ 
Thine  all  the  glory  be ! 


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512.  The  Solid  Bock. 

1  My  hope  is  built  on  nothing  less 
Than  Jesus'  blood  arid  righteousness ; 
I  dare  not  trust  the  sweetest  frame, 
But  wholly  lean  on  Jesus'  name. 

On  Christ,  the  solid  rock,  I  stand ; 
All  other  ground  is  sinking  sand. 

2  When  darkness  seems  to  veil  his  face, 
I  rest  on  his  unchanging  grace  ; 

In  every  high  and  stormy  gale, 
My  anchor  holds  within  the  veil. 
On  Christ,  the  solid  rock,  I  stand  ; 
All  other  ground  is  sinking  sand. 

3  His  oath,  his  covenant,  and  his  blood, 
Support  me  in  the  whelming  flood; 
AY  hen  all  around  my  soul  gives  way, 
IIi>  then  is  all  my  hope  and  stay. 

On  Christ,  the  solid  rock,  I  stand ; 
All  other  ground  is  sinking  sand. 

513.  (Jen.  K:  24. 

1   Come,  O  thou  traveller  unknown, 

Whom  still  1  hold  hut  cannot  see, 
My  company  he  fore  is  gone, 

And  I  am  left  alone  with  thee  : 
With  thee  all  night  I  mean  to  stay, 
And  wrestle  till  the  break  of  day. 


I  need  not  tell  thee  who  I  am; 

My  sin  and  misery  declare ; 
Thyself  hast  called  me  by  my  name, 

Look  on  thy  hands  and  read  it  there  ; 
But  who,  I  ask  thee,  who  art  thou  ? 
Tell  me  thy  name,  and  tell  me  now. 

'Tis  Love !  'tis  Love  !  thou  died'st  for 
I  hear  thy  whisper  in  my  heart ;  [me  ; 

The  morning  breaks,  the  shadows  flee  ; 
Pure,  universal  Love  thou  art : 

To  me,  to  all,  thy  mercies  move ; 

Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  Love. 

My  prayer  hath  power  with  God;  the 
Unspeakable  I  now  receive  :     [grace 

Through  faith  I  see  thee  face  to  face  ; 
I  see  thee  face  to  face  and  live ! 

In  vain  I  have  not  wept  and  strove  ; 

Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  Love. 

I  know  thee,  Saviour,  who  thou  art, — 
Jesus,  the  feeble  sinner's  Friend: 

Nor  wilt  thou  with  the  night  depart, 
But  stay  and  love  me  to  the  end  : 

Thy  mercies  never  shall  remove; 

Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  Love. 

Wesley. 


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1  With  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 

Of  our  Higli  Priest  above ; 

His  heart  is  made  of  tenderness, 

His  bosom  glows  with  love. 

2  Touched  with  a  sympathy  within, 

He  knows  our  feeble  frame  ; 
He  knows  what  sore  temptations  mean, 
For  he  hath  felt  the  same. 

3  He  in  the  days  of  feeble  flesh 

Poured  out  his  cries  and  tears  ; 
And  in  his  measure  feels  afresh 
What  every  member  bears. 

4  Then  let  our  humble  faith  address 

His  mercy  and  his  power; 
We  shall  obtain  delivering  grace, 
In  each  distressing  hour. 

Watts. 

515.  Our  High  Priest.  — Isaiah  49:  16. 

1  Now  let  our  cheerful  eyes  survey 

Our  great  High  Priest  above, 

And  celebrate  his  constant  care 
And  sympathetic  love. 

2  Though  raised  to  a  superior  throne, 

When?  angels  bow  around, 
And  high  o'er  all  the  shining  train, 
With  matchless  honors  crowned  ;  — 

The  names  of  all  his  saints  he  1. 

Engraven  on  his  heart; 
Nor  shall  a  name  once  treasured  there 
r  from  his  care  depart. 

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4  Those  characters  shall  fair  abide, 

Our  everlasting  trust, 
When  gems  and  monuments  and  crowns 
Are  mouldered  down  to  dust. 

5  So,  gracious  Saviour !  on  my  breast, 

May  thy  dear  name  be  worn, 
A  sacred  ornament  and  guard, 
To  endless  ages  borne. 

DODDRID€B, 

516.  1  Cor.  1 :  22-24. 

1  Dearest  of  all  the  names  above, 

My  Jesus  and  my  God, 
Who  can  resist  thy  heavenly  love, 
Or  trifle  with  thy  blood  ? 

2  'Tis  by  the  merits  of  thy  death 

Thy  Father  smiles  again  ; 
'Tis  by  thine  interceding  breath 
The  Spirit  dwells  with  men. 

3  Till  God  in  human  flesh  I  see, 

My  thoughts  no  comfort  find  : 
The  holy,  just,  and  sacred  Three 
Are  terrors  to  my  mind. 

4  But  if  Immanuel's  face  appear, 

My  hope,  my  joy,  begin: 
His  name  forbids  my  slavish  fear, 
His  grace  removes  my  sin. 

5  While  Jews  on  their  own  law  rely, 

And  Greeks  of  wisdom  boast, 
I  love  th'  incarnate  Mystery, 
And  there  I  fix  my  trust. 

Watts. 


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517.  Heb.  4:  15. 

2  If  aught  should  tempt  my  soul  to  stray 
From  heavenly  wisdom's  narrow  way, 
To  fly  the  good  I  would  pursue, 

Or  do  the  ill  I  would  not  do ; 

Still  He  who  felt  temptation's  power 

Will  guard  me  in  that  dangerous  hour. 

3  When  sorrowing  o'er  some  stone  I  bend, 
Which  covers  all  that  was  a  friend, 
And  from  his  hand,  his  voice,  his  smile, 
Divides  me  for  a  little  while ; 

Thou,  Saviour,  seest  the  tears  I  shed, 
For  thou  didst  weep  o'er  Lazarus  dead. 

4  And,  oh  !  when  I  have  safely  passed 
Through  every  conflict  but  the  last, 
Still,  still  unchanging,  watch  beside 
My  painful  bed,  for  thou  hast  died; 
Then  point  to  realms  of  cloudless  day, 
And  wipe  the  latest  tear  away! 

<'.  U.VNT. 
Olo.  Tike  Returning  Wanderer. 

1  Weary  of  wandering  from  my  God, 
And  now  made  willing  to  returnj 

I  hear,  and  bow  beneath  the  rod; 


For  thee,  not  without  hope,  I  mourn  : 
I  have  an  Advocate  above, 
A  Friend  before  the  throne  of  love. 
2  O  Jesus,  full  of  truth  and  grace  ! 

More  full  of  grace  than  I  of  sin  ; 
Yet  once  again  I  seek  thy  face, 

Open  thine  arms  and  take  me  in ; 
And  freely  my  backslidings  heal, 
And  love  the  faithless  sinner  still. 

Wesley. 

Oiy.  Complete  in  Chrht. 

1  Jesus  !  thy  boundless  love  to  me 

No   thought   can    reach,    no   tongue 
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Oh,  knit  my  thankful  heart  to  thee, 

And  reign  without  a  rival  there  ! 
Thine  wholly,  thine  alone,  I  live  : 
Thyself  to  me,  my  Saviour,  give  ! 

2  What  in  thy  love  possess  1  not? 

My  star  by  night,  my  Bim  by  day. 
My  spring  of  life  when   parched  with 
drought, 

My  wine  to  cheer,  my  bread  to  stay  J 
My  strength,  my  shield,  my  safe  abode, 
My  robe  before  the  throne  of  God. 


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1  Sweeter  sounds  than  music  knows 

Charm  me  in  Immanuel's  name ; 
All  her  hopes  my  spirit  owes 
To  his  birth  and  cross  and  shame. 

2  When  he  came,  the  angels  sung, 

"  Glory  be  to  God  on  high  ! " 
Lord  !  unloose  my  stammering  tongue  ; 
Who  should  louder  sing  than  I  ? 

3  Did  the  Lord  a  man  become 

That  he  might  the  law  fulfil, 
Bleed  and  suffer  in  my  room, 

And  canst  thou,  my  tongue,  be  still  ? 

4  No,  I  must  my  praises  bring, 

Though  they  worthless  are  and  weak ; 
For  should  I  refuse  to  sing, 

Sure  the  very  stones  would  speak. 

5  0  my  Saviour,  Shield,  and  Sun, 

Shepherd,  Brother,  Lord,  and  Friend, 
Every  precious  name  in  one  ! 
I  will  love  thee  without  end. 

Nbwtoxt. 

521.  ICor.  15:10. 

1  Blessed  fountain,  full  of  grace  ! 

Grace  for  .sinners,  grace  for  me; 
To  this  source  alone  I  trace 
What  I  am  and  hope  to  be. 

2  What  I  am,  as  one  redeemed, 

Saved  and  rescued  by  the  Lord ; 
Hating  what  I  once  esteemed, 
Loving  what  I  once  abhorred. 


3  What  I  hope  to  be  ere  long, 

When  I  take  my  place  above, 

When  I  join  the  heavenly  throng, 

When  I  see  the  God  of  love. 

4  Then  I  hope  like  him  to  be, 

Who  redeemed  his  saints  from  sin, 
Whom  I  now  obscurely  see, 

Through  a  veil  that  stands  between. 

5  Blessed  fountain,  full  of  grace! 

Grace  for  sinners,  grace  for  me ; 
To  this  source  alone  I  trace 
What  I  am  and  hope  to  be. 

Kelly. 

522.  The  Good  Shepherd. 

1  Jesus,  Shepherd  of  the  sheep  ; 
Powerful  is  thine  arm  to  keep 
All  thy  flocks  with  safest  care, 
Fed  in  pastures  large  and  fair. 

2  Thee  their  guide  and  guard  they  own; 
Thee  they  love,  and  thee  alone ; 

Thee  they  follow  day  by  day, 
Fearful  lest  their  feet  should  stray. 

3  Lord,  thy  helpless  sheep  behold  ; 
Gather  all  unto  thy  fold  ; 
Gently  lead  the  wanderers  home ; 
Watch  them,  lest  again  they  roam. 

4  Bring  thy  sheep,  now  far  astray, 
Lost  in  Satan's  evil  way ; 
Then,  the  fold  and  Shepherd  one, 

We  shall  praise  thee  round  the  thrcne. 


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523.  John  4:  16. 

2  Filled  by  thee  my  cup  overflows, 
For  thy  love  no  limit  knows  : 
Guardian  angels,  ever  nigh, 
Lead  and  draw  my  soul  on  high ; 
Constant  to  my  latest  end, 
Thou  my  footsteps  wilt  attend. 

3  Jesus,  with  thy  presence  blest, 
Death  is  life,  and  labor  rest ; 
Guide  me  while  I  draw  my  breath, 
Guide  me  through  the  gate  of  death, 
And  at  last,  oh,  let  me  stand, 

With  the  sheep  at  thy  right  hand. 

524.  Psalm  42. 

1  A  a  the  hart,  with  eager  looks, 
1'anteth  for  the  water-brooks, 
So  my  soul,  athirst  for  thee, 

I 'ants  the  living  God  to  see; 
When,  oli,  when  with  filial  fear, 
Lord,  shall  I  to  thee  draw  near? 

2  Why  art  thou  cast  down,  my  soul? 
God,  thy  (Jod,  shall  makfi  thee  whole; 
Why  art  thou  disquieted? 


God  shall  lift  thy  fallen  head, 
And  his  countenance  benign 
Be  the  saving  health  of  thine. 

Montgomery. 

525.  The  Childlike  Heart. 

1  Quiet,  Lord,  my  froward  heart ; 

Make  me  teachable  and  mild, 
Upright,  simple,  free  from  art : 

Make  me  as  a  weaned  child, 
From  distrust  and  envy  free, 
Pleased  with  all  that  pleases  thee. 

2  What  thou  shalt  to-day  provide, 

Let  me  as  a  child  receive ; 
What  to-morrow  may  betide, 

Calmly  to  thy  wisdom  leave : 
;Tis  enough  that  thou  wilt  care ; 
Why  should  I  the  burden  bear? 

3  As  a  little  child  relies 

On  a  care  beyond  his  own, 
Knows  he's  neither  strong  nor  wise, 

Fears  to  stir  a  step  alone; 
Let  me  thus  with  thee  abide, 
As  my  Father,  Guard,  and  Guide. 

Newton. 


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526.  Isaiah  40:  11. 

1  Saviour,  like  a  shepherd  lead  us, 

Much  we  need  thy  tender  care ; 
In  thy  pleasant  pastures  feed  us ; 
For  our  use  thy  folds  prepare : 

:  I  Blessed  Jesus  !  |  : 
Thou  hast  bought  us,  thine  we  are. 

2  Thou  hast  promised  to  receive  us, 

Poor  and  sinful  though  we  be ; 
Thou  hast  mercy  to  relieve  us, 

Grace  to  cleanse  and  power  to  free : 

Blessed  Jesus ! 
Let  us  early  turn  to  thee. 

3  Early  let  us  seek  thy  favor; 

Early  let  us  learn  thy  will ; 
Do  thou,  Lord,  our  only  Saviour, 
With  thy  love  our  bosoms  fill : 

Blessed  Jesus  ! 
Thou  hast  loved  us,  —  love  us  still ! 

0&  ( .  «  Rejoice  Always, .* 

1  O  my  soul !  what  means  this  sadness  ? 

Wherefore  art  thou  thus  cast  down  ? 
Let  thy  griefs  be  turned  to  gladness, 
Bid  thy  restless  fears  begone  ; 

:  I  Look  to  Jesus,  |  : 
And  rejoice  in  his  dear  name. 

2  Though  distresses  now  attend  thee, 

And  thou  tread'st  the  thorny  road; 

His  right  hand  shall  still  defend  thee ; 

Soon  he'll  bring  thee  home  to  God. 


Therefore  praise  him, 
Praise  the  great  Redeemer's  name. 

3  Oh  that  I  could  now  adore  him 
Like  the  heavenly  host  above, 
Who  forever  bow  before  him, 
And  unceasing  sing  his  love  ! 

Happy  songsters  ! 
When  shall  I  your  chorus  join  ? 

Fawcett. 
OAo.  Prayer  for  Guidance,  Pardon,  and  Joy. 

1  Lead  us,  heavenly  Father  !  lead  us 

O'er  the  world's  tempestuous  sea ; 
Guard  us,  guide  us,  keep  us,  feed  us, 
For  we  have  no  help  but  thee. 

Yet  possessing 

Every  blessing, 
If  our  God  our  Father  be. 

2  Saviour !  breathe  forgiveness  o'er  us  ; 

All  our  weakness  thou  dost  know ; 
Thou  didst  tread  this  earth  before  us, 
Thou  didst  feel  its  keenest  woe. 

Lone  and  dreary, 

Faint  and  weary, 
Through  the  desert  thou  didst  go. 

3  Spirit  of  our  God  descending ! 

Fill  our  hearts  with  heavenly  joy  ; 
Love  with  every  passion  blending, 
Pleasure  that  can  never  cloy. 

Thus  provided, 

Pardoned,  guided, 
Nothing  can  our  peace  destroy. 


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529.  Psalm  23. 

1  To  thy  pastures  fair  and  large, 
Heavenly  Shepherd,  lead  thy  charge, 
And  my  couch,  with  tenderest  care, 
'Mid  the  springing  grass  prepare. 

2  When  I  faint  with  summer's  heat, 
Thou  shalt  guide  my  weary  feet 
To  the  streams  that,  still  and  slow, 
Through  the  verdant  meadows  flow. 

3  Safe  the  dreary  vale  I  tread, 

By  the  shades  of  death  o'erspread, 
With  thy  rod  and  staif  supplied, 
This  my  guard,  and  that  my  guide. 

4  Constant  to  my  latest  end, 
Thou  my  footsteps  shalt  attend  ; 
And  shalt  bid  thy  hallowed  dome 
Yield  me  an  eternal  home. 

Merrick. 

530.  Uohn4:19. 

1  Saviour  !  teach  me  day  by  day, 
Love's  sweet  lesson  to  obey  ; 
Sweeter  lesson  cannot  be, 
Loving  him  who  first  loved  me. 

2  "With  a  childlike  heart  of  love, 
At  thy  bidding  may  I  move; 
Prompt  to  serve  and  follow  thee, 
Loving  him  who  first  loved  me. 

3  Teach  me  all  thy  steps  to  trace, 
Strong  to  follow  in  thy  grace ; 
Learning  how  to  love  from  thee, 
Loving  him  who  first  loved  me. 


4  Love  in  loving  finds  employ, 
In  obedience  all  her  joy; 
Ever  new  that  joy  will  be, 
Loving  him  who  first  loved  me. 

5  Thus  may  I  rejoice  to  show 
That  I  feel  the  love  I  owe ; 
Singing,  till  thy  face  I  see, 
Of  his  love  who  first  loved  me. 

531 .  "  Glorify  thyself  in  me." 

1  Father  of  eternal  grace, 

Glorify  thyself  in  me : 
Meekly  beaming  in  my  face, 
May  the  world  thine  image  see. 

2  Happy  only  in  thy  love, 

Poor,  unfriended,  or  unknown, 

Fix  my  thoughts  on  things  above, 

Stay  my  heart  on  thee  alone. 

3  Humble,  holy,  all  resigned 
To  thy  will  ;  thy  will  be  done ! 

('Jive  me,  Lord,  the  perfect  mind 
Of  thy  well-beloved  Son. 

Counting  gain  and  glory  loss, 

May  I  tread  the  path  he  trod, — 
Die  with  Jesus  on  the  cross, 
Kise  with  him  to  thee,  my  God. 

Montgomery. 
Doxolofty. 

Praise  the  name  of  God  most  high, 
Praise  him,  all  below  the  sky; 
Praise  him.  all  ye  heavenly  host, 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 


Jesus,  Love  Divine  and  Light  of  Men. 


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Oo£.  Love  Dwine. 

1  Love  divine,  all  love  excelling, 

Joy  of  heaven  to  earth  come  down, 
Fix  in  ns  thy  humble  dwelling, 

All  thy  faithful  mercies  crown. 
Jesus,  thou  art  all  compassion, 

Pure,  unbounded  love  thou  art ; 
Visit  us  with  thy  salvation, 

Enter  every  trembling  heart. 

'2  Breathe,  oh,  breathe  thy  loving  spirit 

Into  every  troubled  breast ; 
Let  us  all  in  thee  inherit, 

Let  us  find  that  Second  Rest : 
Come,  almighty  to  deliver, 

Let  us  all  thy  life  receive ; 
Speedily  return,  and  never, 

Never  more  thy  temples  leave. 

3  Finish  then  th}r  new  creation, 
Pure,  unspotted  may  we  be  ; 
Let  us  see  thy  great  salvation 

Perfectly  restored  in  thee  : 
Changed  from  glory  into  glory, 

Till  in  heaven  we  take  our  place, 

Till  we  cast  our  crowns  before  thee, 

Lost  in  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

C.  Wesley. 
533.  Johnl:  9. 

1  Light  of  those  whose  dreary  dwelling 
Borders  on  the  shades  of  death, 

Rise  on  us.  thyself  revealing,  — 
Rise,  and  chase  the  clouds  beneath. 


2  Thou  of  heaven  and  earth  Creator, 

In  our  deepest  darkness  rise ; 
Scatter  all  the  night  of  nature  ; 
Pour  the  day  upon  our  eyes. 

3  Still  we  wait  for  thine  appearing ; 

Life  and  joy  thy  beams  impart, 
Chasing  all  our  fears,  and  cheering 
Every  poor,  benighted  heart. 

4  By  thine  all-sufficient  merit, 

Every  burdened  soul  release  ; 
Every  weary,  wandering  spirit 
Guide  into  thy  perfect  peace. 

C.  Wesley. 

534.  Isaiah  60:  18. 

1  Hear  what  God  the  Lord  hath  spoken ; 

O  my  people,  faint  and  few, 
Comfortless,  afflicted,  broken, 

Fair  abodes  I  build  for  you ; 
Scenes  of  heartfelt  tribulation 

Shall  no  more  perplex  your  ways  : 
You  shall  name  your  walls  "  Salvation," 

And  your  gates  shall  all  be  "  Praise." 

2  Ye,  no  more  your  suns  descending, 

Waning  moons  no  more  shall  see, 
But,  your  griefs  forever  ending, 

Find  eternal  noon  in  inc. 
God  shall  rise,  and  shining  o'er  you, 

Change  to  day  the  gloom  of  night; 
He,  the  Lord,  shall  be  your  Glory, 

God  your  everlasting  Light. 

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1  Always  with  us,  always  with  us,  — 

Words  of  cheer  and  words  of  love ; 
Thus  the  risen  Saviour  whispers, 
From  his  dwelling-place  above. 

2  With  us  when  we  toil  in  sadness, 

Sowing  much  and  reaping  none ; 
Telling  us  that  in  the  future 
Golden  harvests  shall  be  won. 

3  With  us  when  the  storm  is  sweeping 

O'er  our  pathway  dark  and  drear  j 
Waking  hope  within  our  bosoms, 
Stilling  every  anxious  fear. 

4  With  us  in  the  lonely  valley, 

When  we  cross  the  chilling  stream  ; 
Lighting  up  the  steps  to  glory 
With  salvation's  radiant  beam. 

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536.  Matt.  27:36. 

1  Sweet  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing, 

Which  before  the  cross  we  spend; 
Life  and  health  and  peace  possessing, 
From  the  sinner's  dying  Friend. 

2  Truly  blessed  is  this  station, 

Low  before  his  cross  to  lie, 
While  we  sec  divine  compassion 
Beaming  in  his  gracious  eye. 

'.)    Love  and  grief  our  hearts  dividing, 
"\N' i 1 1 1  our  tears  his  feet  we  bathe  ; 
Constant  still,  in  faith  abiding, 
Life  deriving  from  his  death. 


4  For  thy  sorrows  we  adore  thee, 

For  the  pains  that  wrought  our  peace ; 
Gracious  Saviour!  we  implore  thee 
In  our  souls  thy  love  increase. 

5  Still  in  ceaseless  contemplation, 

Fix  our  hearts  and  eyes  on  thee, 
Till  we  taste  thy  full  salvation, 
And,  unveiled,  thy  glories  see. 

537.  Psalm  18:35. 

1  Gently,  Lord,  oh,  gently  lead  us 

Through  this  lonely  vale  of  tears ; 

Through  the  changes  thou'st  decreed  us, 

Till  our  last,  great  change  appears. 

2  When  temptation's  darts  assail  us, 

When  in  devious  paths  we  stray, 
Let  thy  goodness  never  fail  us, 
Lead  us  in  thy  perfect  way. 

3  In  the  hour  of  pain  and  anguish, 

In  the  hour  when  death  draws  near, 
Suffer  not  our  hearts  to  languish, 
Suffer  not  our  souls  to  fear. 

I    And.  when  mortal  life  is  ended, 
Bid  us  on  thy  bosom  rest, 
Till,  by  angel-bands  attended, 
We  awake  among  the  blest. 

Hastings. 

Do.rology. 

Praise  the  Father,  earth  and  heaven, 
Praise  the  Son.  the  Spirit  praise, 
As  it   was,  and  is,  be  given 
Glory  through  eternal  days. 


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538.  Heb.  13:8. 

1  Sweeter  to  Jesus  when  on  earth, 

Than  angel's  praise,  the  prayers   of 

men ; 
And  still  thou  art  the  same,  0  Lord, 
The  same  dear  Christ  that  thou  wert 

then. 

2  We  have  no  tears  thou  wilt  not  dry ; 

We    have   no  wounds  thou  wilt  not 
heal; 
No  sorrows  pierce  our  human  hearts, 
That  thou,  dear  Saviour,  dost  not  feel. 

3  Thy  pity  like  the  dew  distils, 

And  thy  compassion,  like  the  light, 
Our  every  morning  overfills, 

And  crowns  with  stars  ourevery  night. 

4  Let  not  the  world's  rude  conflict  drown 

The  charmed  music  of  thy  voice, 
That  calls  all  weary  souls  to  rest, 
And  bids  all  mourning  souls  rejoice. 
Harriet  Kimball. 

539.  John  19:  25. 

1  Dear    Lord,    amid    the    throng    that 

pressed 
Around  thee  on  the  cursed  tree, 
Some  loyal,  loving  hearts  were  there, 
Some  pitying  eyes  that  wept  for  thee. 

2  Like  them,  may  we  rejoice  to  own 

Our  dying  Lord,  though  crowned  with 
thorn  ; 
Like  thee,  thy  blessed  self,  endure 
The  cross  with  all  its  joy  or  scorn. 

3  Thy  cross,  thy  lonely  path  below, 

Show  what  thy  brethren  all  should  be, 


Pilgrims  on  earth,  disowned  by  those 
Who  see  no  beauty,  Lord,  in  thee. 

540.  John  17:  24. 

1  Let  me  be  with  thee  where  thou  art, 

My  Saviour,  my  eternal  Rest ; 
Then  only  will  this  longing  heart 
Be  fully  and  forever  blest. 

2  Let  me  be  with  thee  where  thou  art, 

Thine  unveiled  glory  to  behold  ; 
Then  only  will  this  wandering  heart 
Cease  to  be  false  to  thee  and  cold. 

3  Let  me  be  with  thee  where  thou  art, 

Where  spotless  saints  thy  name  adore ; 
Then  only  will  this  sinful  heart 
Be  evil  and  defiled  no  more. 

4  Let  me  be  with  thee  where  thou  art, 

Where  none  can  die,  where  none  re- 
move ; 
There  neither  death  nor  life  will  part 
Me  from  thy  presence  and  thy  love. 

541.  Rest  in  Christ. 

1  My  only  Saviour !  when  I  feel 

O'erwhelmed  in  spirit, faint, oppressed, 
'Tis  sweet  to  tell  thee,  while  I  kneel 
Low  at  thy  feet,  thou  art  my  rest. 

2  I'm  weary  of  the  strife  within;      [test; 

Strong  powers  against  my  soul  con- 
Oh,  let  me  turn  from  self  and  sin 
To  thy  dear  cross,  for  there  is  rest ! 

3  Oh,  sweet  will  be  the  welcome  day, 

When  from  her  toils  and  woes  released, 
My  parting  soul  in  death  shall  say, 
"  Now,  Lord,  I  come  to  thee  for  rest.* 


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1  Jesus  !  and  shall  it  ever  be, 

A  mortal  man  ashamed  of  thee  ?  — 
Ashamed  of  thee  whom  angels  praise, 
Whose  glories   shine   through    endless 
days. 

2  Ashamed  of  Jesus !  sooner  far 
Let  evening  blush  to  own  a  star ; 
He  sheds  the  beams  of  light  divine 
O'er  this  benighted  soul  of  mine. 

3  Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  that  dear  Friend 
On  whom  my  hopes  of  heaven  depend ! 
No  ;  —  when  I  blush,  be  this  my  shame, 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 

4  Ashamed  of  Jesus !  yes,  I  may, 
When  I've  no  guilt  to  wash  away; 
No  tear  to  wipe,  no  good  to  crave, 
No  fears  to  quell,  no  soul  to  save. 

5  Till  then  —  nor  is  my  boasting  vain  — 
Till  then  I  boast  a  Saviour  slain ! 
And  oh,  may  this  my  glory  be, 

That  Christ  is  not  ashamed  of  me  ! 

GliEGG. 

543.  Delight  in  Christ. 

1  Jesus,  thou  joy  of  loving  hearts  ! 

Thou  Fount  of  life  !    thou  Light  of 
men  ! 
From  the  best  bliss  that  earth  imparts, 
We  turn  unfilled  to  thee  again. 

2  Thy  truth  unchanged  hath  ever  stood: 

Thou  Bavest  those  that  on  thee  call  : 

To  them  that  Beek  thee  thou  art  g 1. 

To  them  that  find  thee,  All  in  all! 


3  We  taste  thee,  0  thou  Living  Bread, 

And  long  to  feast  upon  thee  still  ; 
We  drink  of  thee,  the  Fountain  Head, 
And  thirst  our  souls  from  thee  to  fill. 

4  Our  restless  spirits  yearn  for  thee, 

Where'er  our  changeful  lot  is  cast ; 
Glad,  when  thy  gracious  smile  we  see, 
Blest,  when  our  faith  can  hold  thee 
fast. 

5  0  Jesus,  ever  with  us  stay, 

Make  all  our  moments  calm  andbright ; 
Chase  the  dark  night  of  sin  away,  — 
Shed  o'er  the  world  thy  holy  light! 
Bernard  by  Palmer. 
544.  Col.  1:19. 

1  Fountain"  of  grace,  rich,  full,  and  free, 
What  need  I  that  is  not  in  thee  ? 
Full  pardon,  strength  to  meet  the  dciy, 
And  peace  which  none  can  take  away. 

2  Doth  sickness  fill  the  heart  with  fear? 
'Tis  sweet  to  know  that  thou  art  near; 
Am  I  with  dread  of  justice  tried? 
'Tis  sweet  to  feel  that  Christ  hath  died. 

3  In  life,  thy  promises  of  aid 
Forbid  my  heart  to  be  afraid  ; 

In  death,  peace  gently  veils  the  eyes; 
Christ  rose,  and  I  shall  surely  rise. 

4  0  all  sufficient  Saviour  !  bo 
This  all-sufficiency  tome; 

Nor  pain,  nor  sin.  nor  death  can  harm 
The  weakest,  shielded  by  thine  arm. 


Looking  to   Jesus,  our  Leader  and  Saviour. 


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1  Jesus,  still  lead  on 
Till  our  rest  be  won ; 

And  although  the  way  be  cheerless, 
We  will  follow,  calm  and  fearless  : 

Guide  us  by  thy  hand 

To  our  Fatherland ! 

2  If  the  way  be  drear, 
If  the  foe  be  near, 

Let  not  faithless  fears  o'ertake  us, 
Let  not  faith  and  hope  forsake  us ; 

For,  through  many  a  foe, 

To  our  home  we  go ! 


When  we  seek  relief 
From  a  long- felt  grief; 
When  temptations  come  alluring, 
Make  us  patient  and  enduring: 
Show  us  that  bright  shore 
Where  we  weep  no  more ! 


Jesus,  still  lead  on, 

Till  our  rest  be  won ; 
Heavenly  Leader,  still  direct  us, 
Still  support,  console,  protect  us, 

Till  we  safely  stand 

In  our  Fatherland ! 

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While  life's  dark  maze  I  tread, 

And  griefs  around  me  spread,  Be  thou  my  guide ; 
Bid  darkness  turn  to  day,  Wipe  sorrow's  tears  away, 

Nor  let  me  ever  stray  From  thee  aside. 

When  ends  life's  transient  dream, 

When  death's  cold,  sullen  stream  Shall  o'er  me  roll; 
Blest  Saviour,  then,  in  love,  Fear  and  distrust  remove ; 

Oh,  bear  me  safe  above  — A  ransomed  soul. 


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1  0  sacred  Head,  now  wounded, 

With  grief  and  shame  weighed  down  ; 
Now  scornfully  surrounded 

With  thorns,  thy  only  crown  ; 
O  sacred  Head,  what  glory, 

What  bliss  till  now  was  thine! 
Yet  though  despised  and  gory, 

I  joy  to  call  thee  mine. 

2  0  noblest  brow  and  dearest, 

In  other  days  the  world 
All  feared  when  thou  nppearedst ; 

What  shame  on  thee  is  hurled; 
How  art  thou  pale  with  anguish, 

With  sore  abuse  and  scorn  ! 
How  does  that  visage  languish 

Which  once  was  bright  as  morn  ! 

3  What  language  shall  I  borrow, 

To  thank  thee,  dearesl  Friend, 
For  this  thy  dying  sorrow, 
Thy  pity  without  end? 


Oh,  make  me  thine  forever, 
And  should  I  fainting  be, 

Lord,  let  me  never,  never 
Outlive  my  love  to  thee. 

4  If  I,  a  wretch,  should  leave  thee, 

O  Jesus,  leave  not  me ; 
In  faith  may  I  receive  thee, 

When  death  shall  set  me  free. 
When  strength  and  comfort  languish, 

And  I  must  hence  depart) 
Release  me  then  from  anguish, 

By  thine  own  wounded  heart. 

5  Be  near  when  I  am  dying, 

Oh,  show  thy  cross  to  me  ! 
And  for  my  succor  flying, 

Come,  Lord,  to  set  me  free. 
These  eyes  new  faith  receiving, 

From  Jesus  shall  not  move  ; 
For  he  who  dies  believing 

Dies  safely  —  through  thy  love. 

Paul  Gkhiiakdt  1659L 


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O4o.  Longing  to  see  Christ. 

2  O'erpowering  is  the  splendor 

Of  thy  pure  unveiled  throne, 
Where  bright  archangels  render 

A  service  all  their  own ; 
That  glory,  sight-confounding, 

Those  wonders  rich  and  rare, 
The  anthems  high-resounding, 

This  mortal  could  not  bear. 

3  Yet,  Lord,  to  see  thee,  pining, 
In  thought  I  oft  ascend, 

And  where  thy  hosts  are  shining, 
I,  too,  before  thee  bend. 

As  one  all  sweetly  dreaming, 
Celestial  bliss  I  feel; 

And  in  that  moment's  seeming, 
Glow  with  a  seraph's  zeal. 

4  When  from  this  dream  awaking, 

A  weary  pilgrim  still, 
Sloth  from  my  spirit  shaking, 

With  fixed,  unfaltering  will, 
il.  in  courage  strut 

Holds  on  her  toilsome  way, 
Content  to  watch  yet  longer, 

Till  dawns  the  wished-for  day. 


O^y.  Abiding  in  Christ. 

1  0  Lamb  of  God !  still  keep  me 

Near  to  thy  wounded  side ; 
'Tis  only  there  in  safety 

And  peace  I  can  abide  ! 
What  foes  and  snares  surround  me ! 

What  doubts  and  fears  within ! 
The  grace  that  sought  and  found  me 

Alone  can  keep  me  clean. 

2  'Tis  only  in  thee  hiding, 

I  feel  my  life  secure,  — 
Only  in  thee  abiding, 

The  conflict  can  endure ; 
Thine  arm  the  victory  gaineth 

O'er  every  hateful  foe; 
Thy  love  my  heart  sustaineth 

In  all  its  care  and  woe. 

3  Soon  shall  my  eyes  behold  thee, 

With  rapture,  face  to  face; 
One  half  bath  not  been  told  me 

Of  all  thy  power  and  grace ; 
Thy  beauty,  Lord,  and  glory, 

The  wonders  of  thy  love, 
Shall  be  the  endless  story 

Of  all  thy  saints  above. 


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550.  Christ  a  Refuge. 

1  Jesus,  Lover  of  my  soul, 

Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly, 
While  the  nearer  waters  roll, 

While  the  tempest  still  is  high. 
Hide  me,  O  my  Saviour,  hide, 

Till  the  storm  of  life  is  past ; 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide ; 

Oh,  receive  my  soul  at  last. 

2  Other  refuge  have  I  none ; 

Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  thee ; 
Leave,  ah,  leave  me  not  alone  ; 

Still  support  and  comfort  me  : 
All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stayed, 

All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring ; 
Cover  my  defenceless  head 

With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 

3  Thou,  0  Christ,  art  all  I  want ; 

More  than  all  in  thee  I  find  : 
Raise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint, 

Heal  the  sick,  and  lead  the  blind. 
Just  and  holy  is  thy  name  ; 

I  am  all  unrighteousness ; 
False  and  full  <>f  sin  I  am  ; 

Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace. 


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4  Plenteous  grace  with  thee  is  found,  — 
Grace  to  cover  all  my  sin ; 
Let  the  healing  streams  abound ; 

Make  and  keep  me  pure  within. 
Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art; 
Freely  let  me  take  of  thee ; 
Spring  thou  up  within  my  heart : 
Rise  to  all  eternity. 

C.  Wesley. 
551.  Phil.  1:  21. 

1  Christ,  of  all  my  hopes  the  ground, 

Christ,  the  spring  of  all  my  joy, 
Still  in  thee  let  me  be  found, 

Still  for  thee  my  powers  employ. 

2  Fountain  of  overflowing  grace, 

Freely  from  thy  fulness  give : 
Till  I  close  my  earthly  race, 
Be  it  "  Christ  for  me  to  live." 

3  When  I  touch  the  blessed  shore, 

Back  the  closing  waves  shall  roll ; 
Death's  dark  stream  shall  never  more 
Part  from  thee  my  ravished  soul. 

4  Thus,  oh,  thus  an  entrance  give 

To  the  land  of  cloudless  sky  ! 

Having  known  it  "  Christ  to  live," 

Let  me  know  it  "  gain  to  die." 

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552.  1  Cor.  10:4. 

1  Rock  of  Ages  !  cleft  for  me ; 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee  ! 
Let  the  water  and  the  blood, 
From  thy  riven  side  that  flowed, 
Be  of  sin  the  double  cure,  — 
Cleanse  me  from  its  guilt  and  power. 

2  Could  my  zeal  no  respite  know, 
Could  my  tears  forever  flow, 
All  for  sin  could  not  atone : 
Thou  must  save,  and  thou  alone  ! 
Nothing  in  my  hand  I  bring; 
Simply  to  thy  cross  1  cling. 

3  While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 
When  my  eyelids  close  in  death, 
When  I  soar  to  worlds  unknown, 
See  thee  on  thy  judgment  throne,  — 
Rock  of  Ages  !  cleft  for  me, 

Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee  ! 

TOPLADY. 

553 .  " Have  Pity  on  me!" 

1  Pity,  Lord  !  the  child  of  clay, 
Who  can  only  weep  and  pray,  — 
Only  on  thy  love  depend  : 

Thou  who  art  the  sinner's  Friend, 

Thou  the  sinner's  only  plea, — 
Jesus,  Saviour,  pity  me  ! 

2  From  thy  flock,  a  straying  lamb, 
Tender  Shepherd,  though  I  am, 


Now  upon  the  mountain  cold, 
Lost,  I  long  to  gain  the  fold, 
And  within  thine  arms  to  be : 
Jesus,  Saviour,  pity  me  ! 

3  Oh,  where  stillest  streams  are  poured, 
In  green  pastures  lead  me,  Lord  ! 
Bring  me  back,  where  angels  sound 
Joy  to  the  poor  wanderer  found ; 
Evermore  my  Shepherd  be : 
Jesus,  Saviour,  pity  me ! 

554.  Conflict  with  Sin. 

1  Once  I  thought  my  mountain  strong, 

Firmly  fixed,  no  more  to  move  ; 
Then  my  Saviour  was  my  song, 

Then  my  soul  was  rilled  with  love : 
Those  were  happy,  golden  days, 
Sweetly  spent  in  prayer  and  praise. 

2  Little  then  myself  I  knew, 

Little  thought  of  Satan's  power ; 
Now  I  feel  my  sins  anew, 

Now  I  feel  the  stormy  hour : 
Sin  has  put  my  joys  to  flight, 
Sin  has  turned  my  day  to  night. 

3  Saviour !  shine  and  cheer  my  soul , 

Bid  my  dying  hopes  revive; 
Make  my  wounded  spirit  whole  ; 

Par  away  the  tempter  drive  : 
Speak  the  word,  and  set  me  free: 
Let  me  live  alone  to  thee. 

Nkwtok. 


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1  Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee : 
Ev'n  though  it  be  a  cross 

That  raiseth  me, 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be,. 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee. 

2  Though  like  a  wanderer, 

Daylight  all  gone, 
Darkness  be  over  me, 

My  rest  a  stone, 
Yet  in  my  dreams  I'd  be 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee. 

7F  There  let  the  way  appear 

Steps  up  to  heaven  ; 
All  that  thou  sendest  me 

In  mercy  given, 
Angels  to  beckon  me 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee. 

4  Then  with  my  waking  thoughts, 

Bright  with  thy  praise, 
Out  of  my  stony  griefs, 

Bethel  I'll  raise; 
So  by  my  woes  to  be 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee. 

5  Or  if  on  joyful  wing, 

Cleaving  the  sky, 


Sun,  moon,  and  stars  forgot, 

Upward  I  fly, 

Still  all  my  song  shall  be, 

Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee. 

S.  F.  Adams. 

556.  Psalm  39:  12. 

1  I'm  but  a  stranger  here, 

Heaven  is  my  home ; 
Earth  is  a  desert  drear, 

Heaven  is  my  home : 
Danger  and  sorrow  stand 
Bound  me  on  every  hand ; 
Heaven  is  my  fatherland,  — 

Heaven  is  my  home. 

2  What  though  the  tempest  rage, 

Heaven  is  my  home  ; 
Short  is  my  pilgrimage, 

Heaven  is  my  home : 
Time's  cold  and  wintry  blast 
Soon  will  be  overpast; 
I  shall  reach  borne  at  last; 

Heaven  is  my  home. 

3  There,  at  my  Saviour's  side, 

Heaven  is  my  home  ; 
I  shall  be  glorified, 

Heaven  is  my  home  : 

There  are  the  good  and  blest, 

Those  I  loved  most  and  best, 

And  there  I,  too,  shall  rest ; 

Heaven  is  my  home  ! 

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Psalm  31. 


1  My  spirit  on  thy  care, 
Blest  Saviour,  I  recline ; 

Thou  wilt  not  leave  me  to  despair, 
For  thou  art  love  divine. 

2  In  thee  I  place  my  trust ; 
On  thee  I  calmly  rest : 

I  know  thee  good,  I  know  thee  just, 
And  count  thy  choice  the  best. 

3  Whate'er  events  betide, 
Thy  will  they  all  perform  ; 

Safe  in  thy  breast  my  head  I  hide, 
Xor  fear  the  coming  storm. 

4  Let  good  or  ill  befall, 
It  must  be  good  for  me,  — 

Secure  of  having  thee  in  all, 
Of  having  all  in  thee. 

558.  Psalm  23. 

1  While  my  Redeemer's  near, 
My  Shepherd  and  my  Guide, 

I  bid  farewell  to  anxious  fear: 

My  wants  are  all  supplied. 

2  To  ever  fragrant  meads, 
Where  rich  abundance  grows, 

I I  is  gracious  hand  indulgent  leads, 
And  guards  my  sweet  repose. 

3  Dear  Shepherd,  if  I  stray, 
My  wand'ring  feet  restore  ; 

And  guard  me  with  thy  watchful  eye, 
And  let  me  rove  no  more. 

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559.  2  Cor.  5:7. 

1  If  through  unruffled  seas 
Toward  heav'n  we  calmly  sail, 

With  grateful  hearts,  0  God,  to  thee, 
We'll  own  the  fost'ring  gale. 

2  But  should  the  surges  rise, 
And  rest  delay  to  come, 

Blest  be  the  sorrow,  kind  the  storm, 
Which  drives  us  nearer  home. 

3  Soon  shall  our  doubts  and  fears 
All  yield  to  thy  control ; 

Thy  tender  mercies  shall  illume 
The  midnight  of  the  soul. 

4  Teach  us,  in  every  state, 
To  make  thy  will  our  own ; 

And  when  the  joys  of  sense  depart, 
To  live  by  faith  alone. 

560.  Phil.  4:  13. 

1  0  Saviour,  who  didst  come 
By  water  and  by  blood ; 

Confessed  on  earth,  adored  in  heaven, 
Eternal  Son  of  God  ! 

2  By  faith  in  thee  we  live, 
By  faith  in  thee  we  stand  ; 

By  thee  we  vanquish  sin  and  death, 
And  gain  the  heavenly  land. 

3  0  Lord,  increase  our  faith, 
Our  fearful  spirits  calm  ; 

Sustain  us  through  this  mortal  strife, 
Then  give  the  victors  palm ! 


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1  Mine  eyes  and  my  desire 
Are  ever  to  the  Lord ; 

I  love  to  plead  his  promises, 
And  rest  upon  his  word. 

2  Lord,  turn  thee  to  my  soul ; 
Bring  thy  salvation  near: 

When  will  thy  hand  release  my  feet 
From  sin's  destructive  snare  ? 

3  When  shall  the  sovereign  grace 
Of  my  forgiving  God 

Restore  me  from  those  dangerous  ways 
My  wandering  feet  have  trod  ? 

4  Oh,  keep  my  soul  from  death, 
Nor  put  my  hope  to  shame ! 

For  I  have  placed  my  only  trust 
In  my  Redeemer's  name. 

5  With  humble  faith  I  wait 
To  see  thy  face  again  ; 

Of  Israel  it  shall  ne'er  be  said, 
He  sought  the  Lord  in  vain. 

Watts. 

562.  John  13:  7. 

1  Along  my  earthly  way, 
How  many  clouds  are  spread  ! 

Darkness,  with  scarce  one  cheerful  ray, 
Seems  gathering  o'er  my  head. 

2  Yet,  Father,  thou  art  Love; 
( Mi,  hide  not  from  my  view  ! 

But  when  T  look)  in  prayer,  above,. 
Appeal  in  mercy  through  ! 


3  My  pathway  is  not  hid ; 
Thou  knowest  all  my  need ; 

And  I  would  do  as  Israel  did,  — 
Follow  where  thou  wilt  lead. 

4  Lead  me,  and  then  my  feet 
Shall  never,  never  stra}'; 

But  safely  I  shall  reach  the  seat 
Of  happiness  and  clay. 

5  And  oh,  from  that  bright  throne 
I  shall  look  back,  and  see,  — 

The  path  I  went,  and  that  alone, 
Was  the  right  path  for  me. 

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563.  Psahn  61. 

1  When  overwhelmed  with  grief, 
My  heart  within  me  dies  ; 

Helpless,  and  far  from  all  relief, 
To  heaven  I  lift  mine  eyes. 

2  Oh,  lead  me  to  the  Rock 
That's  high  above  my  head, 

And  make  the  covert  of  thy  wings 
My  shelter  and  my  shade  ! 

3  Within  thy  presence,  Lord, 
Forever  I'll  abide ; 

Thou  art  the  tower  of  my  defence, 
The  refuge  where  I  hide. 

4  Thou  givest  me  the  lot 

Of  those  that  fear  thy  name; 
If  endless  life  be  their  reward, 
1  shall  possess  the  same. 

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Psalm  137. 


1  Far  from  my  heavenly  home, 
Far  from  my  Father's  breast, 

Fainting,  I  cry,  "  Blest  Spirit,  come, 
And  speed  me  to  my  rest ! " 

2  Upon  the  willows  long 
My  harp  has  silent  hung ; 

How  should  I  sing  a  cheerful  song, 
Till  thou  inspire  my  tongue  ? 

3  ICy  spirit  homeward  turns, 
And  fain  would  thither  flee  ; 

My  heart,  O  Zion,  droops  and  yearns, 
When  I  remember  thee. 

4  To  thee,  to  thee  I  press,  — 
A  dark  and  toilsome  road : 

When  shall  I  pass  the  wilderness, 
And  reach  the  saint's  abode  ? 

5  God  of  my  life,  be  near ; 
On  thee  my  hopes  I  cast : 

Oh,  guide  me  through  the  desert  here, 
And  bring  me  home  at  last ! 

Lyte. 

565.  Psalm  126. 

1  The  harvest  dawn  is  near, 
The  year  delays  not  long ; 

And  he  who  sows  with  many  a  tear 
Shall  reap  with  many  a  song. 

2  Sad  to  his  toil  he  g 

Rig  seed  with  weeping  leaves; 
But  he  shall  come  at  twilight's  close, 
And  bring  his  golden  sheaves. 

Burgess. 


ODD.  Keeping  Guard. 

1  Let  us  keep  steadfast  guard 
With  lighted  hearts  all  night, 

That  when  Christ  comes,  we  stand  pre- 
pared, 
And  meet  him  with  delight 

2  At  midnight's  season  chill 
Lay  Paul  and  Silas  bound,  — 

Bound,  and  in  prison  sang  they  still, 
And,  singing,  freedom  found. 

3  Our  prison  is  this  earth, 
And  yet  we  sing  to  thee  : 

Break  sin's  strong  fetters,  lead  us  forth, 
Set  us,  believing,  free ! 

4  Meet  for  thy  reolm  in  heaven, 
Make  us",  0  holy  King ! 

That  through  the  ages  it  be  given 
To  us  thy  praise  to  sing. 

Breviary. 

567.  Matt.  5  :  8. 

1  Blest  are  the  pure  in  heart, 
For  they  shall  see  their  God  ; 

The  secret  of  the  Lord  is  theirs, 
Their  soul  is  Christ's  abode. 

2  He  to  the  lowly  soul 
Doth  still  himself  impart; 

And  for  his  dwelling  and  his  throne, 
Chooseth  the  pure  in  heart. 

3  Lord,  we  thy  presence  seek: 

May  ours  this  blessing  be  ; 
Oh,  give  the  pure  and  lowly  heart 
A  temple  meet  for  thee  ! 


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ODo.  Pressing  Forward. 

1  Pilgrims  in  this  vale  of  sorrow 

Pressing  onward  toward  the  prize, 
Strength  and  comfort  here  we  borrow 
From  the  Hand  that  rules  the  skies. 

2  'Mid  these  scenes  of  self-denial, 

We  are  called  the  race  to  run; 

We  must  meet  full  many  a  trial 

Ere  the  victor's  crown  is  won. 

3  Love  shall  every  conflict  lighten, 

Hope  shall  urge  us  swifter  on, 
Faith  shall  every  prospect  brighten, 
Till  the  morn  of  heaven  shall  dawn. 

4  On  the  eternal  arm  reclining, 

We,  at  length,  shall  win  the  day ; 
All  the  powers  of  earth  combining 
Shall  not  snatch  our  crown  away. 

Hastings. 

5d9.       Zeal  Rewarded.  — Psalm  126 :  6. 

1  He  that  goeth  forth  with  weeping, 

Bearing  precious  seed  in  love, 
Never  tiding,  never  sleeping, 
Findeth  mercy  from  above. 

2  Soft  descend  the  dews  of  heaven, 

Bright  the  rays  celestial  shine ; 

Precious  fruits  will  thus  be  given, 

Through  an  influence  all  divine. 

3  Sow  thy  seed,  be  never  weary, 

Let  no  fears  thy  soul  annoy ; 
Be  the  prospect  ne'er  so  dreary, 
Thou  shalt  reap  the  fruits  of  joy. 


4  Lo,  the  scene  of  verdure  brightening  ! 
See  the  rising  grain  appear ; 
Look  again  !  the  fields  are  whitening, 
For  the  harvest  time  is  near. 

Hastings. 

570.  John  15:  4. 

1  All  is  dying ;  hearts  are  breaking, 

Which  to  ours  were  closely  bound ; 
And  the  lips  have  ceased  from  speaking 
Which  once  uttered  such  sweet  sound; 

2  And  the  arms  are  powerless  lying, 

Which  were  our  support  and  stay ; 
And  the  eyes  are  dim  and  dying,    [day. 
Which   once  watched  us  night  and 

3  Everything  we  love  and  cherish 

Hastens  onward  to  the  grave  ; 
Earthly  joys  and  pleasures  perish, 
And  whate'er  the  world  e'er  gave. 

4  All  is  fading,  all  is  fleeing ; 

Earthly  flames  must  cease  to  glow, 
Earthly  beings  cease  from  being, 
Earthly  blossoms  cease  to  blow. 

5  Yet  unchanged,  while  all  decayeth 

Jesus  stands  upon  the  dust; 
Lean  on  me  alone,  he  sayeth  ; 
Hope  and  love  and  firmly  trust. 

6  Oh,  abide,  abide  with  Jesus, 

Who  himself  forever  lives, 
Who  from  death  eternal  frees  us, 
Yea,  who  life  eternal  gives ! 


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Then  duly  shall  appear, 
In  verdure,  beauty,  strength, 
The  tender  blade,  the  stalk,  the  ear, 
And  the  full  corn  at  length. 

Thou  canst  not  toil  in  vain ; 
Cold,  heat,  and  moist,  and  dry, 
Shall  foster  and  mature  the  grain 
For  garners  in  the  sky. 

Then,  when  the  glorious  end, 
The  day  of  God  shall  come, 
The  angel-reapers  shall  descend, 

And  heaven  sing,  "  Harvest  home  !  " 


671. 


Sincerity  and  Watchfulness.  — Yeaim  19. 


1  I  hear  thy  word  with  love, 
And  I  would  fain  obey  ; 

Send  thy  good  Spirit  from  above,  ' 
To  guide  me  lest  I  stray. 

2  Warn  me  of  every  sin, 
forgive  my  secret  faults, 

And  cleanse  this  guilty  soul  of  mine, 
Whose  crimes  exceed  my  thoughts. 

3  While  with  my  heart  and  tongue 
I  spread  thy  praise  abroad, 

Accept  the  worship  and  the  song, 
My  Saviour  and  my  Go<L 

Watts. 

572.  John  14:  27. 

1  Let  not  your  heart  be  faint, 
My  peace  I  give  to  you,  — 

Such  peace  as  reason  never  planned, 
Nor  sinners  ever  knew. 

2  It  tells  of  joys  to  come ; 

It  soothes  the  troubled  breast ; 
It  shines,  a  star  amid  the  storm,  — 
The  harbinger  of  rest. 

3  Then  murmur  not,  nor  mourn, 
My  people  faint  and  few ; 

Though  earth  to  its  foundation  shake, 
My  peace  I  leave  with  you. 

573.  Trustful  Activity.  —  Eccl.  11:6. 

1       Sow  in  the  morn  thy  seed, 
At  eve  hold  not  thy  hand ; 
To  doubt  and  fear  give  thou  no  heed  ; 
Broadcast  it  o'er  the  land. 


MONTGOMEKY. 


574. 


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A  charge  to  keep  1  have, 
A  God  to  glorify, 
A  never-dying  soul  to  save, 
And  fit  it  for  the  sky. 

To  serve  the  present  age, 
My  calling  to  fulfil ; 
Oh,  may  it  all  my  powers  engage 
To  do  my  Master's  will. 

Arm  me  with  jealous  care, 
As  in  thy  sight  to  live  ; 
And  oh,  thy  servant,  Lord,  prepare 
A  strict  account  to  give. 

Help  me  to  watch  and  pray, 
And  on  thyself  rely ; 
Assured,  if  I  my  trust  betray, 
I  shall  forever  die. 

C.  Wesley. 


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4  AH  my  little  strength  is  gone, 

Sink  I  must  without  supply ; 
Sure  upon  the  earth  is  none 
Can  more  weary  he  than  I. 

5  In  the  ark  the  weary  dove 

Found  a  welcome  resting-place  ; 
Thus  my  spirit  longs  to  prove 
Rest  in  Christ,  the  Ark  of  grace. 

6  Tempest-tossed  I  long  have  heen, 

And  the  flood  increases  fast ; 
Open,  Lord,  and  take  me  in, 
Till  the  storm  be  overpast ! 

Newton- 

577.  John  21:  16. 

1  Hark,  my  soul !  it  is  the  Lord ; 
'Tis  thy  Saviour  ;  hear  his  word  ; 
Jesus  speaks,  and  speaks  to  thee ; 

"  Say,  poor  sinner,  lov'st  thou  me  ? 

2  "  Mine  is  an  unchanging  love, 
Higher  than  the  heights  above, 
Deeper  than  the  depths  beneath, 
Free  and  faithful,  strong  as  death. 

3  "  Thou  shalt  see  my  glory  soon, 
When  the  work  of  grace  is  done ; 
Partner  of  my  throne  shalt  be : 
Say,  poor  sinner,  lov'st  thou  me  ?  " 

4  Lord  !  it  is  my  chief  complaint 
That  my  love  is  cold  and  faint ; 
Y.t   I  love  thee,  and  adore: 
Oh  for  grace  to  love  thee  more  ! 

COWPER. 


575.  Psalm  55. 

1  Cast  thy  burden  on  the  Lord  ; 
Lean  thou  only  on  his  word : 
Ever  will  he  be  thy  stay, 

Though  the  heavens  shall  melt  away. 

2  Ever  in  the  raging  storm, 

Thou  shalt  see  his  cheering  form, 
Hear  his  pledge  of  coming  aid : 
"  It  is  I,  be  not  afraid." 

3  Cast  thy  burden  at  his  feet ; 
Linger  near  his  mercy-seat : 
He  will  lead  thee  by  the  hand 

.  Gently  to  the  better  land. 

4  He  will  gird  thee  by  his  power, 
In  thy  weary,  fainting  hour ; 
Lean,  then,  loving,  on  his  word ; 
Cast  thy  burden  on  the  Lord. 

576.  Rest  in  Christ. 

1  Does  the  gospel  word  proclaim 

Rest  for  those  that  weary  be  ? 
Then,  my  soul,  advance  thy  claim,  — 
Sure  that  promise  speaks  to  thee  ! 

2  Marks  of  grace  I  cannot  show, 

All  polluted  is  my  best ; 
But  I  weary  am,  I  know, 

And  the  weary  long  for  rest. 

3  Baldened  with  a  load  of  sin, 

Harassed  with  tormenting  doubt, 
Hourly  conflicts  from  within, 

i  lourly  crosses  from  without ;  — 


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578.  The  Arm  of  Strength. 

1  Everlasting  arms  of  love 
Are  beneath,  Ground,  above  : 
He  who  left  his  throne  of  light, 
And  unnumbered  angels  bright ; 

2  He  who  on  th'  accursed  tree 
Gave  his  precious  life  for  me,  — 
He  it  is  that  bears  me  on, 

His  the  arm  I  lean  upon. 

3  He  who  now  enthroned  above, 
Still  retains  his  heart  of  love, 
Marking  still  each  falling  tear 
Of  his  burdened  pilgrims  here ; 

4  lie  who  wields  creation's  rod, 
He  my  Brother,  yet  my  God ; 
Faithful  he,  whate'er  betide, 
Is  my  everlasting  Guide  ! 

•nes  will  vary,  friends  grow  strange, 
But  the  changeless  cannot  change  : 
Gladly  will  I  journey  on, 
With  his  arm  to  lean  upon. 

Macdvff. 

579.  Heb.  12:  6-11. 

1  'Tis  my  happiness  below, 

it  to  live  without  the  cross, 
But  the  Saviour's  power  to  know, 
Sanctifying  every 

2  Trials  must  and  will  befall  ; 

But,  with  humble  faith  to  see 
Love  inscribed  upon  them  all,  — 
This  is  happiness  to  me. 


3  Trials  make  the  promise  sweet ; 
Trials  give  new  life  to  prayer ; 
Trials  bring  me  to  his  feet, 

Lay  me  low,  and  keep  me  there. 

CoWPER. 

OoO.  Jesus  our  Refuge. 

1  When  along  life's  thorny  road, 
Faints  the  soul  beneath  the  load, 
By  its  cares  and  sins  oppressed, 
Finds  on  earth  no  peace  or  rest ; 

2  When  the  wily  tempter's  near, 
Filling  us  with  doubts  and  fear : 
Jesus,  to  thy  feet  we  flee, 
Jesus,  we  will  look  to  thee. 

3  Thou,  our  Saviour,  from  the  throne 
List'nest  to  thy  people's  moan; 
Thou,  the  living  Head,  dost  share 
Every  pang  thy  members  bear. 

4  Full  of  tenderness  thou  art, 
Thou  wilt  heal  the  broken  heart; 
Full  of  power,  thine  arm  shall  quell 
All  the  rage  and  might  of  hell. 

5  Mighty  to  redeem  and  save, 
Thou  hast  overcome  the  grave  ; 
Thou  the  bars  of  death  hast  riven, 
Opened  wide  the  gate  of  heaven. 

G  Soon  in  glory  thou  shalt  come, 
Taking  thy  poor  pilgrims  home: 
Jesus,  then  we  all  shall  be. 
Ever,  ever,  Lord,  with  thee  ! 


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581.  Son  of  Mary. 

1  When  our  heads  are  bowed  with  woe, 
When  our  bitter  tears  o'erflow  ; 
When  we  mourn  the  lost,  the  dear, 
Jesus,  Son  of  Mary,  hear  ! 

2  Thou  our  throbbing  flesh  hast  worn, 
Thou  our  mortal  griefs  hast  borne  ; 
Thou  hast  shed  the  human  tear ; 
Jesus,  Son  of  Mary,  hear ! 

3  When  the  heart  is  sad  within, 
"With  the  thought  of  all  its  sin : 
When  the  spirit  shrinks  with  fear, 
Jesus,  Son  of  Mary,  hear ! 

4  Thou  the  shame,  the  grief  hast  known, 
Though  the  sins  were  not  thine  own ; 
Thou  hast  deigned  their  load  to  bear; 
Jesus,  Son  of  Mary,  hear  ! 

5  When  the  solemn  death-bell  tolls 
For  our  own  departing  souls ; 
When  our  final  doom  is  near, 
Jesus,  Son  of  Mary,  hear ! 

6  Thou  hast  bowed  the  dying  head, 
Thou  the  blood  of  life  hast  shed ; 
Thou  hast  filled  a  mortal  bier; 
Jesus,  Son  of  Mary,  hear  ! 


Heber. 


582.  2  Cor.  1:  5. 

1  In  the  dark  and  cloudy  day, 
When  earth's  riches  flee  away, 
And  the  last  hope  will  not  stay, 
O  my  Saviour,  comfort  me  ! 


2  When  the  secret  idol's  gone, 

That  my  poor  heart  yearned  upon,  — 

Desolate,  bereft,  alone, 

0  my  Saviour,  comfort  me  ! 

3  Thou  who  wast  so  sorely  tried, 
In  the  darkness  crucified, 
Bid  me  in  thy  love  confide ; 

0  my  Saviour,  comfort  me ! 

4  Comfort  me !  I  am  cast  down ; 
'Tis  my  heavenly  Father's  frown; 

1  deserve  it  all,  I  own  ; 

0  my  Saviour,  comfort  me ! 

5  So,  it  shall  be  good  for  me 
Much  afflicted  now  to  be, 
If  thou  wilt  but  tenderly, 

O  my  Saviour,  comfort  me ! 

583.  John  14:  27. 

1  Prince  of  peace  !  control  my  will ; 
Bid  this  struggling  heart  be  still ; 
Bid  my  fears  and  doubtings  cease ; 
Hush  my  spirit  into  peace. 

2  Thou  hast  bought  me  with  thy  blood, 
Opened  wide  the  gate  to  God ; 
Peace  I  ask,  —  but  peace  must  be, 
Lord,  in  being  one  with  thee. 

3  May  thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done  ; 
May  thy  will  and  mine  be  one : 
Chase  these  doubtings  from  my  heart  5 
Now  thy  perfect  peace  impart 


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584.  Matt.  11:  28. 

1  Come  unto  me,  when  shadows  darkly 

gather, 
When  the  sad  heart  is   weary   and 

distressed ; 
Seeking  for  comfort  from  your  heavenly 

Father, 
Come  unto  me,  and  I  will  give  you  rest. 

2  Large  are  the  mansions  in  our  Father's 

dwelling, 

Glad  are  those  homes   that  sorrows 
never  dim ; 
Sweet  are  the  harps  in  holy  music  swell- 
ing, 

Soft  are  the  tones  that  raise  the  heav- 
enly hymn. 

3  There,    like    an    Eden    blossoming    in 

gladness, 
Bloom  the   fair  flowers  by  earth  so 

rudely  pressed ; 
Come  unto  him,  all  ye  who  droop  in 

sadness, 
"  Come  unto  me,  and  I  will  give  you 

rest.*' 

OOO.  Prayer  far  Strength,  etc. 

1  Lord,  we  have  wandered  forth  through 

doubt  and  sorrow, 
And  thou  hast  made  each  step  an  on- 
ward one ; 
And  we  will  ever  trust  each  unknown 
morrow,  — 
Thou  wilt  sustain  us  till  its  work  is 
done. 

2  0  Father,   now  in  thy  dear   presence 

kneeling, 
Our  spirits  yearn  to  feel  thy  kindling 
love ; 


Now  make  us  strong  through  thine  own 

deep  revealing 
Of  trust    and   strength    and    calmness 

from  above. 


586.  John  12:  21. 

1  We  would  see  Jesus,  for  the  shadows 

lengthen 
Across  this  little  landscape  of  our  life ; 
We  would  see  Jesus  our  weak  faith  to 
strengthen, 
For  the  last  weariness,  the  final  strife. 

2  We  would  see  Jesus,  the  great   Rock 

Foundation, 

Whereon  our  feet  were   set  by  sov- 
ereign grace ; 
Not  life,  nor  death,  with  all  their  agita- 
tion, 

Can  thence  remove  us,  if  we  see  his 
face. 

3  We  would  see  Jesus ;  other  lights  are 

fading, 
Which  for  long  years  we  have  rejoiced 
to  see  ; 
The   blessings   of    our   pilgrimage    are 
failing, 
We  would  not  mourn  them,  for  we  go 
to  thee. 

4  We  would  see  Jesus ;  this  is  all  we're 

needing, 

Strength,  joy,  and  willingness  come 
with  the  sight ; 
We  would  see  Jesus,  dying,  risen,  plead- 
ing 

Then  welcome  day,  and  farewell  mor- 
tal night. 


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1  The  billows  swell,  the  winds  are  high, 
Clouds  overcast  my  wintry  sky  ; 

Out  of  the  depths  to  thee  I  call ; 

My  fears  are  great,  my  strength  is  small. 

2  0  Lord,  the  pilot's  part  perform, 

And  guide  and  guard  me  through  the 

storm ; 
Defend  me  from  each  threatening  ill, 
Control    the    waves ;    say,    "  Peace   be 

still  !" 

S  Amid  the  roaring  of  the  sea, 

My  soul  still  hangs  her  hope  on  thee  ; 
Thy  constant  love,  thy  faithful  care, 
Is  all  that  saves  me  from  despair. 

4  Though   tempest-tossed,    and     half    a 
wreck, 
My  Saviour  through  the  floods  I  seek  ; 
Let  neither  winds  nor  stormy  main, 
Force  back  my  shattered  bark  again. 

COWPEK. 
588.  Luke  10:  39. 

1  Oh  that  I  could  forever  dwell, 

Delighted  at  the  Saviour's  feet ; 
Behold  the  form  I  love  so  well, 
And  all  his  tender  words  repeat ! 

2  The  world  shut  out  from  all  my  soul, 

And  heaven  brought  in  with  all  its 
bliss, 
Oh,  is  there  aught,  from  pole  to  pole, 
One  moment  to  compare  with  this  ? 


3  This  is  the  hidden  life  I  prize, 

A  life  of  penitential  love  ; 
When  most  my  follies  I  despise, 

And  raise  my  highest  thoughts  above ; 

4  When  all  I  am  I  clearly  see, 

And  freely  own,  with  deepest  shame ; 
When  the  Redeemer's  love  to  me 
Kindles  within  a  deathless  flame. 

5  Thus  would  I  live  till  nature  fail, 

And  all  my  former  sins  forsake; 
Then  rise  to  God  within  the  veil, 
And  of  eternal  joys  partake. 

Reed. 

589.  James  5:  13. 

1  God  of  my  life,  to  thee  I  call ! 
Afflicted,  at  thy  feet  I  fall ; 

When  the  great  water-floods  prevail, 
Leave  not  my  trembling  heart  to  fail. 

2  Friend  of  the  friendless  and  the  faint, 
Where  should   I  lodge  my   deep  com- 
plaint? 

Where,  but  with  thee,  whose  open  door 
Invites  the  helpless  and  the  poor? 

3  Did  ever  mourner  plead  with  thee, 
And  thou  refuse  that  mourner's  plea  ? 
Does  not  the  word  still  fixed  remain, 
That  none  shall  seek  thy  face  in  vain  ? 

4  That  were  a  grief  I  could  not  bear, 
Didst  thou  not  hear  and  answer  prayer; 
But  a  prayer-hearing,  answering. God 
Supports  me  under  every  load. 


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590.  Submission. 

1  My  Jesus,  as  thou  wilt ! 

Oh,  may  thy  will  be  mine  ! 
Into  thy  hand  of  love 

I  would  my  all  resign. 
Through  sorrow  or  through  joy, 

Conduct  me  as  thine  own, 
And  help  me  still  to  say, 

My  Lord,  thy  will  be  done  ! 

2  My  Jesus,  as  thou  wilt ! 

Though  seen  through  many  a  tear, 
Let  not  my  star  of  hope 

Grow  dim  or  disappear. 
Thou,  Lord,  on  earth  along 

The  thorny  path  hast  gone ; 
Then  lead  me  after  thee  ;  — 

My  Lord,  thy  will  be  done ! 

3  My  Jesus,  as  thou  wilt ! 

"When  death  itself  draws  nigh, 
To  thy  dear  wounded  side 

I  would  for  refuge  fly. 
Leaning  on  thee,  to  go 

Where  thou  before  hast  gone ; 
The  rest  as  thou  shalt  please  ;  — 

My  Lord,  thy  will  be  done  ! 


4  My  Jesus,  as  thou  wilt ! 

All  shall  be  well  with  me : 
Each  changing  future  scene 

I  gladly  trust  with  thee. 
Straight  to  my  home  above 

I  travel  calmly  on  ; 
And  sing,  in  life  and  death, 

My  Lord,  thy  will  be  done  ! 

SCHMOLK. 
591.  Prov.  3:  G. 

1  Thy  way,  not  mine,  0  Lord, 

However  dark  it  be ; 
Lead  me  by  thine  own  hand, 

Choose  out  the  patli  for  me. 
The  kingdom  that  I  seek 

Is  thine :  so  let  the  way 
That  leads  to  it  be  thine, 

Else  surely  I  must  stray. 

2  Take  thou  my  cup,  and  it 

With  joy  or  sorrow  fill, 
As  best  to  thee  may  seem ; 

Choose  thou  my  good  and  ill. 
Not  mine,  not  mine  the  choice 

In  things  or  great  or  small ; 
Be  thou  my  guide,  my  strength, 

My  wisdom,  and  my  all. 

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1  Father  !  whatever  of  earthly  bliss 

Thy  sovereign  will  denies, 
Accepted  at  thy  throne  of  grace, 
Let  this  petition  rise  :  — 

2  "  Give  me  a  calm,  a  thankful  heart, 

From  every  murmur  free  ! 
The  blessings  of  thy  grace  impart, 
And  make  me  live  to  thee. 

3  "  Let  the  sweet  hope  that  thou  art  mine, 

My  life  and  death  attend ;         [shine, 
Thy    presence     through    my  journey 
And  crown  my  journey's  end." 

Mrs.  Steele. 

593 .  "  My  Times  are  in  thy  Hand." 

1  When  languor  and  disease  invade 

This  trembling  house  of  clay, 
'Tis  sweet  to  look  beyond  our  cage, 
And  long  to  fly  away ; 

2  Sweet  to  look  inward  and  attend 

The  whispers  of  his  love  ; 
Sweet  to  look  upward  to  the  place 
Where  Jesus  pleads  above ; 

3  Sweet  to  reflect  how  grace  divine 

My  sins  on  Jesus  laid ; 
Sweet  to  remember  that  his  blood 
My  debt  of  sufferings  paid ; 

4  Sweet  on  his  faithfulness  to  rest, 

Whose  love  can  never  end  ; 
Sweet  on  his  covenant  of  grace 
For  all  things  to  depend  ; 


5  Sweet  in  the  confidence  of  faith 

To  trust  his  firm  decrees ; 
Sweet  to  lie  passive  in  his  hands, 
And  know  no  will  but  his ; 

6  Sweet  to  rejoice  in  lively  hope, 

That  when  my  change  shall  come, 
Angels  will  hover  round  my  bed, 
To  waft  my  spirit  home. 

7  If  such  the  sweetness  of  the  stream, 


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What  must  the  fountain  be, 
Where  saints  and   angels   draw 
Immediately  from  thee  ? 

Toplady. 

594.  Hos.  5  :  15. 

1  I  cannot  call  affliction  sweet, 

And  yet  'twas  good  to  bear ; 

Affliction  brought  me  to  thy  feet, 

And  I  found  comfort  there. 

2  My  weaned  soul  was  all  resigned 

To  thy  most  gracious  will ; 
Oh,  had  I  kept  that  better  mind, 
Or  been  afflicted  still ! 


Where  are  the  vows  which  then  I  vowed, 
The  joys  which  then  I  knew  ? 

Those  vanished  like  the  morning  cloud, 
These  like  the  early  dew. 

Lord,  grant  me  grace  for  every  day, 

Whate'er  my  state  may  be, 

Through  life,  in  death,  with  truth  to  say, 

My  God  is  all  to  me ! 

Montgomery. 


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595.  "  Thy  Will  be  done." 

1  Thy  holy  will,  my  God,  be  mine  ; 

I  yield  my  all  to  thee ; 
No  more  shall  thought  or  wish  repine, 

Whate'er  my  lot  shall  be. 
Thy  wisdom  is  a  mighty  deep, 

Beyond  my  thought  thy  grace, 
My  soul  shall  lay  her  fears  asleep, 

Secure  in  thiDe  embrace. 

2  "When  clouds  and  darkness  rule  the  hour, 

Thy  bow  on  high  I  see ; 
And  e'en  the  rending  tempest's  power 

Shall  work  but  good  for  me. 
At  every  step  mine  eyes  shall  turn 

To  watch  thy  guiding  hand ; 
My  dearest  wish  shall  be  to  learn 

And  do  thy  good  command. 

3  On  thee  I  rest  my  trusting  soul ; 

Thou  wilt  not  let  me  fall ; 
Though  surging  billows  o'er  me  roll, 

I  shall  be  safe  through  all. 
Grant  me,  my  God,  at  last  to  hear, 

Well  pleased,  the  call  to  die ; 
And  'mid  the  shades,  with  vision  clear, 

To  see  my  Saviour  nigh. 

Ray  Palmer. 


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596.  Heb.  12:  11. 

1  We  praise  thee  oft  for  hours  of  bliss, 

For  days  of  quiet  rest ; 
But,  ah,  how  seldom  do  we  feel 

That  pain  and  tears  are  best ! 
We  praise  thee  for  the  shining  sun, 

For  kind  and  gladsome  ways ; 
How  shall  we  learn,  0  Lord,  to  sing 

Through  weary  nights  and  days  ? 

2  Teach  thou  our   weak    and  wandering 

hearts 

Aright  to  read  thy  way ; 
That  thou,  with  loving  hand,  dost  trace 

Our  history  every  day. 
Then  every  thorny  crown  of  care, 

Worn  well  in  patience  now, 
Shall  grow  a  glorious  diadem 

Upon  the  faithful  brow. 

3  Then  every  word  of  grief  shall  change, 

And  wave  a  beauteous  flower, 
And  lift  its  face  beneath  our  feet, 

To  bless  us  every  hour. 
Then  sorrow's  face  shall  be  unveiled, 

And  we,  at  last,  shall  see 
Her  eyes  are  eyes  of  tenderness, 

Her  speech  but  echoes  thee  ! 

Johx  Pagk  Hopp». 


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1  O  eyes  that  are  weary,  and  hearts  that 

are  sore, 
Look   off  unto  Jesus,    now   sorrow  no 

more ; 
The  light  of  his  countenance  shineth  so 

bright, 
That  here,  as  in  heaven,  there  need  he 

no  night. 

2  Looking  off  unto   Jesus,  my  spirit  is 

blest ; 
In  the  world  I  have  turmoil,  in  him  I 

have  rest ! 
The  sea  of  this  life  all  about  me  may 

roar,  [more. 

While  looking  to  Jesus,  I  hear  it  no 

3  While  looking  to  Jesus,  my  heart  can- 

not fear ; 
I  tremble  no  more   when  I  see  Jesus 

near; 
I  know  that  his  presence  my  safeguard 

will  be,  [saith  unto  me. 

For,    "Why    are   you    troubled?"    he 

4  Still  looking  to  Jesus,   oh,  may    I   be 

found, 
When  Jordan's  dark  waters  encompass 

me  round  ; 
They  bear  me  away  in  his  presence  to 

be ;  [see. 

I  see  him  still  nearer  whom  always  I 


5  Then,  then  shall  I  know  the  full  beauty 

and  grace 
Of  Jesus,  my  Lord,  when  I  stand  face 

to  face ; 
Shall  know  how  his  love  went  before  me 

each  day, 
And  wonder  that  ever  my  eyes  turned 

away. 

598.  Mark  4:  37-41. 

1  0  Zion,  afflicted  with  wave  upon  wave  ! 
Whom  no  man  can  comfort,  whom  no 

man  can  save ; 
With   darkness  surrounded,  by. terrors 

dismayed, 
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decayed. 

2  Loud    roaring,    the   billows   now  nigh 

overwhelm, 
But  skilful's  the  Pilot  who  sits  at  the 

helm  ; 
His  wisdom  conducts    thee,  his  power 

defends ; 
In  safety  and  quiet  thy  warfare  he  ends. 

3  "  0  fearful !  0  faithless  ! "  in  mercy  he 

cries ; 
"  My  promise,  my  truth,  are  they  light 

in  thine  eyes  ? 
Still,  still   I  am  with  thee,  my  promise 

shall  stand;  [thee  to  land." 

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1  How  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  the 

Lord! 
Is  laid  for  your  faith  in  his  excellent 

word  ! 
What  more  can  he  say  than  to  you  he 

hath  said,  — 
To  you,  who  for  refuge  to  Jesus  have 

fled? 

2  "  Fear  not,  I  am  with  thee  ;  oh,  be  not 

dismayed, 
For  I  am  thy  God,  I  will  still  give  thee 

aid: 
I'll    strengthen    thee,   help    thee,    and 

cause  thee  to  stand, 
Upheld  by   my     gracious,    omnipotent 

hand. 

3  "  When  through  the  deep  waters  I  call 

thee  to  go, 

The  rivers  of  Borrow  shall  not  overflow ; 

For  I  will  be  with  thee  thy  trials  to 
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way shall  lie, 
My  grace,    all-sufficient,   shall  be   thy 

supply, 
The  flame  shall  not  hurt  thee  ;  I  only 

design 
Thy  dross  to  consume,  and  thy  gold  to 

refine. 

5  "  E'en  down  to  old  age  all  my  people 

shall  prove 
My    sovereign,    eternal,    unchangeable 

love; 
And  then,  when  gray  hairs  shall  their 

temples  adorn, 
Like  lambs  they  shall  still  in  my  bosom 

be  borne. 

6  "The  soul  that  on  Jesus  hath  leaned 

for  repose, 

I  will  not  —  I  will  not  desert  to  his  foes ; 

That  soul,  though  all  hell  should  en- 
deavor to  shake, 

I'll  never —  no,  never  — no,  never  for- 
sake !" 

KlRKIIAM. 


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600.  John  14:  18. 

1  Come,    Jesus,     Redeemer,    abide    thou 

with  me  ;  [thee  ; 

Come,  gladden  my  spirit  that  waiteth  for 
Thy  smile    every   shadow   shall   chase 

from  my  heart, 
And  soothe  every  sorrow,  though  keen 

be  the  smart. 

2  Without  thee  but  weakness,  with  thee  I 

am  strong ; 

By  day  thou  shalt  lead  me,  by  night  be 
my  song ; 

Though  dangers  surround  me,  I  still 
every  fear, 

Since  thou,  the  Most  Mighty,  my  Help- 
er, art  near. 

3  Thy  love,  oh,  how  faithful !  so  tender, 

so  pure  ! 

Thy  promise,  faith's  anchor,  how  stead- 
fast and  sure  ! 

That  love,  like  sweet  sunshine,  my  cold 
heart  can  warm, 

That  promise  make  steady  my  soul  in 
the  storm. 

4  Breathe,  breathe  on  my  spirit,  oft  ruffled, 

thy  peace ; 
From  restless,  vain  wishes,  bid  thou  my 

heart  cease  ; 
In  thee   all  its   longings  henceforward 

shall  end, 
Till,  glad,  to  thy  presence  my  soul  shall 

ascend. 


5  Oh,  then,  blessed  Jesus,  who  once  for 
me  died, 
Made  clean  in  the  fountain  that  gushed 

from  thy  side, 
I  shall  see  thy  full  glory,  thy  face  shall 

behold, 
And  praise  thee  with  raptures  forever 
untold  ! 

Ray  Palmer. 

601.  Psalm  23. 

1  The  Lord   is   my  shepherd,    no   want 

shall  I  know ; 

I  feed  in  green  pastures,  safe  folded  I 
rest ; 
He  leadeth  my  soul  where  the  still  wa- 
ters flow, 

Restores    me    when    wandering,    re- 
deems when  oppressed. 

2  Through  the  valley  and  shadow  of  death 

though  I  stra}r, 

Since  thou  art  my  guardian,  no  evil 

I  fear; 

Thy  rod  shall  defend  me,  thy  staff  be 

my  stay;  [forter  near 

No  harm  can  befall,  with  my  Com- 

3  Let  goodness  and  mercy,  my  bountifui 

God! 

Still  follow  my  steps  till  I  meet  thee 
above ; 
I  seek  —  by  the  path  which  my  forefa- 
thers trod, 

Through  the  land  of  their  sojourn  — 
thy  kingdom  of  love. 


Montgomery. 


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1  Though  faint,  yet  pursuing,  we  go  on  our 

way ; 
The  Lord  is  our  Leader,  his  word  is  our 

stay ; 
Though  suffering  and  sorrow  and  trial 

be  near, 
The  Lord  is  our  refuge,  and  whom  can 

we  fear  ? 

2  He  raiseth  the  fallen,  he  cheereth  the 

faint ; 
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603.  Psalm  46. 

1  The  Lord  is  our  refuge,  the  Lord  is  our 

guide ; 
We  smile  upon  danger  with  him  at  our 

side; 
The  billows  may  blacken,  the  tempest 

increase, 
Though  earth  may  be  shaken,  his  saints 

shall  have  peace. 

2  A  voice  still  and  small  by  his  people  is 

heard, 
A  whisper  of  peace  from  his  life-giving 

word ; 
A  stream  in  the  desert,  a  river  of  love,, 
Flows  down   to  their  hearts  from  the 

fountain  above. 

3  The  Lord  is  our  helper !  ye  scorn ers,  be 

awed ! 
Ye  earth  lings,  be  still,  and  acknowledge 

your  God: 
The  proud  he  will  humble,  the   lowly 

defend ; 
Oh,  happy  the  people  with  God  for  a 

friend ! 

Lyte. 


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A  few  more  years  shall  roll, 

A  few  more  seasons  come, 
And  we  shall  be  with  those  that  rest, 

Asleep  within  the  tomb: 
Then,  0  my  Lord,  prepare 

My  soul  for  that  great  day ; 
Oh,  wash  me  in  thy  precious  blood, 

And  take  my  sins  away ! 

A  few  more  storms  shall  beat 

On  this  wild  rocky  shore  ; 
And  we  shall  be  where  tempests  cease, 

And  surges  swell  no  more: 
Then,  0  my  Lord,  prepare 

My  soul  for  that  calm  day  ; 
Oh,  wash  me  in  thy  precious  blood, 

And  take  my  sins  away  ! 

A  few  more  struggles  here, 

A  few  more  partings  o'er, 
A  few  more  toils,  a  few  more  tears, 

And  we  shall  weep  no  more. 
Then,  0  my' Lord,  prepare 

Mv  soul  for  thai  blest  day  ; 
Oh,  wash  me  in  thy  precious  blood, 

And  take  my  sins  away  ! 


4  A  few  more  Sabbaths  here 
Shall  cheer  us  on  our  way  ; 
And  we  shall  reach  the  endless  rest, 

Th'  eternal  Sabbath-day : 
Then,  0  my  Lord,  prepare 

My  soul  for  that  sweet  day ; 
Oh,  wash  me  in  thy  precious  blood, 
And  take  my  sins  away  ! 

Bonab. 

605.  Phil.  1:21. 

1  For  me  to  live  is  Christ, 

To  die  is  endless  gain, 
For  him  I  gladly  bear  the  cross, 

And  welcome  grief  and  pain. 
Faithful  may  I  endure, 

And  hear  my  Saviour  say, 
Thrice  welcome  home,  beloved  child, 

Inherit  endless  day  ! 

2  A  pilgrimage  my  lot, 

My  home  is  in  the  skies, 
I  nightly  pitch  my  tent  below, 

And  daily  higher  rise. 
My  journey  soon  will  end, 

My  scrip  and  staff  laid  down  ; 
Oh,  tempt  me  not  with  earthly  toys! 

I  go  to  wear  a  crown. 


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606.  Pilgrim's  Song. 

1  Guide  me,  0  thou  great  Jehovah, 

(Pilgrim  through  this  barren  land; 
I  am  weak,  but  thou  art  mighty ; 
Hold  me  with  thy  powerful  hand ; 
Bread  of  heaven, 
Feed  me  till  I  want  no  more. 

Open  thou  the  crystal  fountain 

Whence  the  healing  streams  do  flow ; 

Let  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar 

Lead  me  all  my  journey  through ; 

Strong  Deliverer, 
Be  thou  still  my  strength  and  shield. 

"When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 

Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside  ; 
Bear  me  through  the  swelling  current, 
Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side ; 

Songs  of  praises 
I  will  ever  give  to  thee. 

Oliver. 

607.  Psalm  91:  11. 

1  Keep  us,  Lord,  oh,  keep  us  ever! 

Vain  our  hope,  if  left  by  thee ; 
We  are  thine ;  oh,  leave  us  never, 
Till  thy  glorious  face  we  see ! 

Then  to  praise  thee 
Through  a  bright  eternity. 

2  Precious  is  thy  word  of  promise, — 

Precious  to  thy  people  here  | 

Never  take  thy  presence  from  us. 

Jesus,  Saviour,  still  be  near: 

Living,  dying, 
May  thy  name  our  spirits  cheer. 


608.  Rev.  19:  3. 

1  Hallelujah  !  best  and  sweetest 

Of  the  hymns  of  praise  above  ! 
Hallelujah  !  thou  repeatest, 

Angel-host,  these  notes  of  love ; 

This  ye  utter, 
While  your  golden  harps  ye  move. 

2  Hallelujah  !  church  victorious, 

Join  the  concert  of  the  sky ! 
Hallelujah  !  bright  and  glorious, 
Lift,  ye  saints,  this  strain  on  high  ! 

We,  poor  exiles, 
Join  not  yet  your  melody. 

3  Hallelujah  !  strains  of  gladness 

Comfort  not  the  faint  and  worn  ; 
Hallelujah  !  sounds  of  sadness 
Best  become  the  heart  forlorn  ; 

Our  offences 
We  with  bitter  tears  must  mourn. 

4  But  our  earnest  supplication, 

Holy  God  !  we  raise  to  thee  ; 
Visit  us  with  thy  salvation, 
Make  us  all  thy  peace  to  see  ! 

Hallelujah ! 
Ours  at  length  this  strain  shall  be. 
Breviary. 

T)n  mingy. 

Grf.at  Jehovah  !  we  adore  thee, 
God  the  Father,  God  the  Son 

God  the  Spirit,  joined  in  glory 
On  the  same  eternal  throne; 

Endless  prai- 
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Pilgrim's  Song. 


From  every  earthly  pleasure, 

From  every  transient  joy, 
From  every  mortal  treasure, 

That  soon  will  fade  and  die ; 
No  longer  these  desiring, 

Upward  our  wishes  tend, 
To  nobler  bliss  aspiring, 

And  joys  that  never  end. 

From  every  piercing  sorrow 

That  heaves  our  breast  tc-day, 
Or  threatens  us  to-morrow, 

Hope  turns  our  eyes  away ; 
On  wings  of  faith  ascending, 

We  see  the  land  of  light, 
And  feel  our  sorrows  ending 

In  infinite  delight. 

What  though  we  are  but  strangers 

And  sojourners  below, 
And  countless  snares  and  dangers 

Surround  the  path  we  go ; 
Though  painful  and  distressing, 

Yet  there's  a  rest  above  ; 
And  onward  still  we're  pressing, 

To  reach  that  land  of  love. 

Davis. 


610.  "  He  Leadeth  me." 

1  In  heavenly  love  abiding, 

No  change  my  heart  shall  fear, 
And  safe  is  such  confiding, 

For  nothing  changes  here. 
The  storm  may  roar  without  me, 

My  heart  may  low  be  laid, 
But  God  is  round  about  me, 

And  can  I  be  dismayed  ? 

2  Wherever  he  may  guide  me, 

No  want  shall  turn  me  back ; 
My  Shepherd  is  beside  me, 

And  nothing  can  I  lack. 
His  wisdom  ever  waketh ; 

His  sight  is  never  dim  ; 
He  knows  the  way  he  taketh, 

And  I  will  walk  with  him. 

3  Green  pastures  are  before  me, 

Which  yet  I  have  not  seen  ; 
Bright  skies  will  soon  be  o'er  me, 

Where  the  dark  clouds  have  been. 
My  hope  I  cannot  measure, 

My  path  to  life  is  free, 
My  Saviour  has  my  treasure, 

And  he  will  walk  with  me. 

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611.  Isaiah  35:  8-10. 

1  Children  of  the  heavenly  King, 
As  ye  journey,  sweetly  sing  ; 
Sing  your  Saviour's  worthy  praise, 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways. 

2  Ye  are  travelling  home  to  God, 
In  the  way  the  fathers  trod; 
They  are  happy  now,  and  ye 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 

3  Shout,  ye  little  flock,  and  blest ! 
You  on  Jesus'  throne  shall  rest ; 
There  your  seat  is  now  prepared ; 
There  your  kingdom  and  reward. 

4  Fear  not,  brethren  ;  joyful  stand 
On  the  borders  of  your  land  ; 
Jesus  Christ,  your  Father's  Son, 
Bids  you  undismayed  go  on. 

5  Lord,  submissive  make  us  go, 
Gladly  leaving  all  below  ; 
Only  thou  our  Leader  be, 
And  we  still  will  follow  thee. 

CENTTCCK. 

Ol^.  Pressing  Onward. 

1  Oft  in  sorrow,  oft  in  woe, 
Onward,  Christian,  onward  go ! 
Fight  the  fight,  maintain  the  strife, 
Strengthened  with  the  bread  of  life. 

2  Onward,  Christian,  onward  go  ! 
Join  the  war,  and  face  the  foe : 
Will  you  flee  in  danger's  hour? 
Know  you  not  your  Captain's  power  ? 


3  Let  your  drooping  hearts  be  glad  ; 
March,  in  heavenly  armor  clad ; 
Fight,  nor  think  the  battle  long ; 
Soon  shall  vict'ry  tune  your  song. 

4  Let  not  sorrow  dim  your  eye  ; 
Soon  shall  every  tear  be  dry  : 
Let  not  fears  your  course  impede ; 
Great  your  strength,  if  great  your  need. 

5  Onward,  then,  to  battle  move ! 
More  than  conqu'ror  you  shall  prove ; 
Though  opposed  by  many  a  foe, 
Christian  soldier,  onward  go  ! 

H.  K.  WHITB. 
613.  Rejoicing  in  the  Ways  of  God. 

1  Now  begin  the  heavenly  theme, 

Sing  aloud  in  Jesus'  name  ! 
Ye,  who  his  salvation  prove, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  love. 

2  Ye,  who  see  the  Father's  grace 

Beaming  in  the  Saviour's  face, 
As  to  Canaan  on  ye  move, 

Praise  and  bless  redeeming  love. 

3  Mourning  souls  !  dry  up  your  tears, 

Banish  all  your  guilty  fears: 

See  your  guilt  ami  curse  remove, 

Cancelled  by  redeeming  love. 

4  Hither,  then,  your  tribute  bring, 

Strike  aloud  each  joyful  string  : 
Saints  below  and  saints  above, 
Join  to  praise  redeeming  love. 

Laxofoed. 


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When  to  meet  us  rise  and  come 
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A  gladsome  company ! 
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When  we  join  their  songs  of  praise, 
Hallelujahs  with  them  raise, 

Will  that  not  joyful  be  ? 

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3  Stand,  then,  in  his  great  might, 
With  all  his  strength  endued ; 

But  take,  to  arm  you  for  the  fight, 
The  panoply  of  God : 

4  That,  having  all  things  done, 
And  all  your  conflicts  past, 

Ye  may  o'ercome,  through  Christ  alone, 
And  stand  entire  at  last. 

C.  Wesley. 

618 .    "  Watch  ye  therefore."  —  Matt.  25 :  13. 

1  Ye  servants  of  the  Lord, 
Each  in  his  office  wait, 

Observant  of  his  heavenly  word,  — 
And  watchful  at  his  gate. 

2  Let  all  your  lamps  be  bright, 
And  trim  the  golden  flame  ; 

Gird  up  your  loins  as  in  his  sight, 
For  awful  is  his  name. 

3  Watch  !  'tis  3'our  Lord's  command  ; 
And  while  we  speak,  he's  near  : 

Mark  the  first  signal  of  his  hand, 
And  ready  all  appear. 

4  Oh,  happy  servant  he 
In  such  a  posture  found ! 

lie  shall  his  Lord  with  rapture  see, 
And  be  with  honor  crowned. 

DODDBIDQB. 

Doxnlnr/;/, 

Ye  angels  round  the  throne, 
And  saints  that  dwell  below, 
Worship  the  Father,  praise  the  Son, 
And  bless  the  Spirit,  too. 


616.  Psalm  CO:  4. 

1  Arise,  ye  saints,  arise  ! 
The  Lord  our  Leader  is  ; 

The  foe  before  his  banner  flies, 
And  victory  is  his. 

2  We  follow  thee,  our  Guide, 
Our  Saviour,  and  our  King ! 

We  follow  thee,  through  grace  supplied 
From  heaven's  eternal  spring. 

We  soon  shall  see  the  day 
When  all  our  toils  shall  cease  ; 
When  we  shall  cast  our  arms  away, 
And  dwell  in  endless  peace. 

4  This  hope  supports  us  here  ; 
It  makes  our  burdens  light; 

'Twill  serve  our  drooping  hearts  tocheer, 
Till  faith  shall  end  in  sight. 

5  Till,  of  the  prize  possessed, 
We  hear  of  war  no  more ; 

And  ever  with  our  Leader  rest, 
On  yonder  peaceful  shore. 

617.  Eph.  6:  11-14. 

1  Soldiers  of  Christ!  arise, 
And  put  your  armor  on,  — 

Strong  in  the  strength  which  God  sup- 
Through  his  eternal  Son,  —       [plies 

2  Strong  in  the  Lord  of  hosts, 
And  in  his  mighty  pon 

Who  in  tl  -tli  of  Jesus  trusts 

Is  more  than  conqueror. 


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619 .  Watchfulness.  —  Matt.  26 :  41. 

1  My  soul,  be  on  thy  guard, 
Ten  thousand  foes  arise  ; 

And  hosts  of  sin  are  pressing  hard 
To  draw  thee  from  the  skies. 

2  Oh,  watch  and  fight  and  pray  ! 
The  battle  ne'er  give  o'er ; 

Renew  it  boldly  every  day, 
And  help  divine  implore. 

3  Ne'er  think  the  victory  won, 
Nor  once  at  ease  sit  down ; 

Thy  arduous  work  will  not  be  done 
Till  thou  obtain  thy  crown. 

4  Fight  on,  my  soul,  till  death 
Shall  bring  thee  to  thy  God  ! 

He'll  take  thee  at  thy  parting  breath, 

Up  to  his  blest  abode. 

Heath. 

620.  Joy.  — Phil.  4:  4. 

1  Rejoice  in  God  alway  ; 

When  earth  looks  heavenly  bright. 
When  joy  makes  glad  the  livelong  day, 
And  peace  shuts  in  the  night. 

2  Rejoice  when  care  and  woe 
The  fainting  soul  oppress ; 

When  tears  at  wakeful  midnight  flow, 
And  morn  brings  heaviness. 

3  Rejoice  in  hope  and  fear ; 
Rejoice  in  life  and  death; 

Rejoice  when   threatening   storms   are 
And  comfort  languisheth.  [near, 


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Whom  Christ  his  brethren  calls  ; 

Who  hear  and  know  his  guiding  voice, 
When  on  their  hearts  it  falls  ? 

5  So,  though  our  path  is  steep, 
And  many  a  tempest  lowers, 

Shall  his  own  peace  our  spirits  keep, 

And  Christ's  dear  love  be  ours. 

Moultrie. 

621.  Psalm  138:  5. 

1  Now  let  our  voices  join 
To  form  a  sacred  song ; 

Ye  pilgrims,  in  Jehovah's  ways, 
With  music  pass  along. 

2  How  straight  the  path  appears, 
How  open  and  how  fair  ! 

No  lurking  gins  t'  entrap  our  feet ; 
No  fierce  destroyer  there. 

3  But  flowers  of  paradise 
In  rich  profusion  spring ; 

The  sun  of  glory  gilds  the  path, 
And  dear  companions  sing. 

4  See  Salem's  golden  spires 
In  beauteous  prospect  rise ; 

And  brighter  crowns  than  mortals  wear, 
Which  sparkle  through  the  skies. 

5  All  honor  to  his  name, 
Who  marks  the  shining  way  ; 

To  him  who  leads  the  wanderers  on 

To  realms  of  endless  day. 

Doddridge. 


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MEHUL. 


622.  Zeal.  -John  9:  4. 

1  Go,  labor  on,  while  it  is  day  ;  [on  ; 

The  world's  dark  night  is  hastening 
Speed,  speed  thy  work,  cast  sloth  away ! 
It  is  not  thus  that  souls  are  won. 

2  Men  die  in  darkness  at  your  side, 

Without  a  hope  to  cheer  the  tomb : 
Take  up  the  torch  and  wave  it  wide,  — 
The  torch  that  lights  time's  thickest 
gloom. 

3  Toil   on  ;    faint   not ;  keep   watch  and 

pray! 
Be  wise  the  erring  soul  to  win  ; 
Go  forth  into  the  world's  highway; 
Compel  the  wanderer  to  come  in. 

4  Go,  labor  on  ;  your  hands  are  weak  ; 

Your  knees  are  faint,  your  soul  cast 
down  ; 
Yet  falter  not ;  the  prize  you  seek 
Is  near,  —  a  kingdom  and  a  crown  ! 

5  Toil  on,  and  in  thy  toil  rejoice ; 

For  toil  comes  rest,  for  exile,  home; 

Soon  shalt  thou  hear  the  Bridegroom's 

voice,  [come ! " 

The     midnight     peal,     "Behold     I 

BONAB. 

623.  Eph.  6:  14. 

1  Stand  up,  my  soul !  shake  off  thy  fears, 

And  gird  the  gospel  armor  on ! 
March  to  the  gates  of  endless  joy, 
Where  Jesus  thy  great  Captain's  gone. 

2  Hell  and  thy  sin-  rc>ist  thy  course  ; 

But  hell  and  sin  are  vanquished  foes, 


Thy  Jesus  nailed  them  to  the  cross, 
And  sung  the  triumph  when  he  rose. 

3  Then  let  my  soul  march  boldly  on  ; 

Press  forward  to  the  heavenly  gate  ; 
There  peace  and  joy  eternal  reign, 
And  glittering  robes  for   conquerors 
wait. 

4  Then  shall  I  wear  a  starry  crown, 

And  triumph  in  almighty  grace  ; 
While  all  the  armies  of  the  skies 
Join  in  my  glorious  Leader's  praise. 

Watts. 

624.  Isaiah  40  :  28-31. 

1  Awake  our  souls,  awa}r  our  fears, 

Let  every  trembling  thought  be  gone  ; 
Awake  and  run  the  heavenly  race, 
And  put  a  cheerful  courage  on. 

2  True,  'tis  a  straight  and  thorny  road, 

And  mortal  spirits  tire  and  faint; 
But  they  forget  the  inighty  God 

That  feeds    the    strength   of    every 
saint :  — , 

3  The    mighty    God    whose     matchless 

power 
Is  ever  new  and  ever  young, 
And  firm  endures  while  endless  years 
Their  everlasting  circles  run. 

4  From  thee,  the  overflowing  spring, 

Our  souls  shall  drink  a  fresh  supply, 
While  such  as  trust  their  native  strength 
Shall  melt  away,  and  droop  and  die. 

5  Swift  as  an  eagle  cuts  the  air, 

We'll  mount  aloft  to  thine  abode  ; 
On  wings  of  love  our  souls  shall  fly, 
Nor  tire  amid  the  heavenly  road. 

WATT8. 


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1  Awake,  my  soul !  stretch  every  nerve, 

And  press  with  vigor  on  ; 
A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 
And  an  immortal  crown. 

2  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around 

Hold  thee  in  full  survey ; 
Forget  the  steps  already  trod, 
And  onward  urge  thy  way. 

3  'Tis  God's  all- animating  voice 

That  calls  thee  from  on  high ; 
"Tis  his  own  hand  presents  the  prize 
To  thine  aspiring  eye. 

4  Blest  Saviour  !  introduced  by  thee, 

Have  I  my  race  begun ; 

And,  crowned  with  victory,  at  thy  feet 

I'll  lay  my  honors  down. 

Doddridge. 

626.  Activity. 

1  Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 

A  follower  of  the  Lamb, 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause, 
Or  blush  to  speak  his  name  ? 

2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies 

On  flowery  beds  of  ease, 
While  others  fought  to  win  the  prize, 
And  sailed  through  bloody  seas  ? 

3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face  ? 

Must  I  not  stem  the  flood? 
Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  me  on  to  God  ? 


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4  Sure  I  must  fight,  if  I  would  reign  ; 

Increase  my  courage,  Lord ! 
I'll  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

5  Thy  saints,  in  all  this  glorious  war, 

Shall  conquer,  though  they  die  ; 
They  view  the  triumph  from  afar, 
And  seize  it  with  their  eye. 

6  When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise, 

And  all  thine  armies  shine 
In  robes  of  victory  through  the  skies, 

The  glory  shall  be  thine. 

Watts. 

627.  Isaiah  35:  8-10. 

1  Sing,  ye  redeemed  of  the  Lord, 

Your  great  Deliverer  sing  ; 
Pilgrims  for  Zion's  city  bound, 
Be  joyful  in  your  King. 

2  A  hand  divine  shall  lead  you  on 

Through  all  the  blissful  road, 
Till  to  the  sacred  mount  you  rise, 
And  see  your  smiling  God. 

3  There  garlands  of  immortal  joy 

Shall  bloom  on  every  head  ; 
While  sorrow,  sighing,  and  distress 
Like  shadows  all  are  fled. 

4  March  on  in  your  Redeemer's  strength 

Pursue  his  footsteps  still  ; 
.     And  let  the  prospect  cheer  your  eye, 


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Doddridge. 


Graces  and  Duties. 


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Whose  lips  still  speak  the  thing  they 
No  slanders  dwell  upon  his  tongue ; 
He  hates  to  do  his  neighbor  wrong. 

3  He  loves  his  enemies,  and  prays 
For  those  who  curse  him  to  his  face ; 
And  does  to  all  men  still  the  same 
That  he  would  hope  or  wish  from  them. 

4  Yet  when  his  holiest  works  are  done, 
His  soul  depends  on  grace  alone  : 
This  is  the  man  thy  face  shall  see, 
And  dwell  forever,  Lord,  with  thee. 

Watts. 

629.  Tit.  2:  10-13. 

1  So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 
The  holy  gospel  we  profess  ; 

So  let  our  works  and  virtues  shine, 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 

2  Thus  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad 
The  honors  of  our  Saviour  God; 
When  bis  salvation  reigns  within, 
And  grace  subdues  the  power  of  sin. 

3  Our  flesh  and  sense  must  be  denied, 
Passion  and  envy,  lust  and  pride  ; 
While   justice,  temperance,  truth,  and 

love, 
Our  inward  piety  approve. 

4  Religion  bears  our  spirits  up, 
While  we  expect  that  blessed  hope, 
The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord,  — 
And  faith  stands  leaning  on  his  word. 

Watts. 


630.  Deut.  34:  1. 

1  As  when  the  weary  traveller  gains 

The  height  of  some  o'erlooking  hill, 
His  heart  revives,  if,  o'er  the  plains, 
He  eyes  his   home,    though    distant 
still. 

2  So  when  the  Christian  pilgrim  views, 

Dy  faith,  his  mansion  in  the  skies  ; 
The  sight  his  fainting  strength  renews, 
And  wings  his   speed  to   reach   the 
prize. 

3  'Tis  there,  he  says,  I  am  to  dwell 

With  Jesus  in  the  realms  of  day  ; 

Then  I  shall  bid  my  cares  farewell, 

And  he  will  wipe  my  tears  away. 

Newton. 

631.  Psalm  1. 

1  Happy  the  man  whose  cautious  feet 

Shun  the  broad  way  that  sinners  go; 
Who   hates   the    place   where    atheists 
meet, 
And  fears  to  talk  as  scoffers  do. 

2  He  loves  t'  employ  the  morning  light 

Among  the  statutes  of  the  Lord, 
And  spends  the  wakeful  hours  of  night, 
With     pleasure    pondering   o'er   hia 
word. 

3  He,  like  a  plant  by  gentle  streams, 

Shall  flourish  in  immortal  green; 
And  heaven  will   shine,  with    kindest 
beams, 
On  every  work  his  hands  begin. 

Watts, 


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1  Jesus,  take  me  for  thine  own ; 

To  thy  will  my  spirit  frame  ; 
Thou  shalt  reign,  and  thou  alone, 
Over  all  I  have  and  am. 

2  Making  thus  the  Lord  my  choice, 

I  have  nothing  more  to  choose, 
But  to  listen  to  thy  voice, 
And  my  will  in  thine  to  lose. 

3  Then,  whatever  may  betide, 

I  shall  safe  and  happy  be ; 
Still  content  and  satisfied  ;  — • 
Having  all  in  having  thee. 

633.  Psalm  15. 

1  Who,  O  Lord,  when  life  is  o'er, 
Shall  to  heaven's  blest  mansions  soar  ? 
Who,  an  ever-welcome  guest, 

In  thy  holy  place  shall  rest  ? 

2  He  whose  heart  thy  love  has  warmed ; 
He  whose  will  to  thine  conformed, 
Bids  his  life  unsullied  run  ; 

He  whose  words  and  thoughts  are  one  j 

3  He  who  shuns  the  sinner's  road, 
Loving  those  who  love  their  God ; 
Who,  with  hope  and  faith  unfeigned, 
Treads  the  path  by  thee  ordained  j  — 

4  He  who  trusts  in  Christ  alone, 
Not  in  aught  himself  hath  done;  — 
He,  great  God,  shall  be  thy  care, 

And  thy  choicest  blessings  share. 

Ly-jb. 


634.  Consecration.  —  Luke  10:  42. 

1  Jesus,  all-atoning  Lamb, 
Thine,  and  only  thine  I  am  : 
Take  my  body,  spirit,  soul ; 
Only  thou  possess  the  whole. 

2  Thou  my  one  thing  needful  be ; 
Let  me  ever  cleave  to  thee ; 
Let  me  choose  the  better  part ; 
Let  me  give  thee  all  my  heart. 

3  Whom  have  I  on  earth  below  ? 
Thee,  and  only  thee  I  know  : 
Whom  have  I  in  heaven  but  thee  ? 
Thou  art  all  in  all  to  me. 

C.  Wesley. 

DOO.  Simplicity. 

1  Jesus,  cast  a  look  on  me  ! 
Give  me  true  simplicity  ; 
Make  me  poor,  and  keep  me  low, 
Seeking  only  thee  to  know. 

2  All  that  feeds  my  busy  pride, 
Cast  it  evermore  aside  : 

Bid  my  will  to  thine  submit ; 
Lay  me  humbly  at  thy  feet ! 

3  Make  me  like  a  little  child, 
Simple,  teachable,  and  mild ; 
Seeing  only  in  thy  light ; 
Walking  only  in  thy  might ! 

4  Leaning  on  thy  loving  breast, 

Where  a  weary  soul  may  rest; 

Feeling  well  the  peace  of  God 

Flowing  from  thy  precious  blood ! 
Bekkiixje. 


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636 .  «  Pressing  towards  the  Mark." 

1  The  bird  let  loose  in  Eastern  skies, 

Returning  fondly  home, 
Ne'er  stoops  to  earth  her  wing,  nor  flies 
Where  idle  warblers  roam. 

2  Buthigh  she  shoots  through  air  and  light, 

Above  all  low  delay, 
Where  nothing  earthly  bounds  her  flight, 
Nor  shadow  dims  her  way. 

3  So  grant  me,  Lord,  from  every  snare 

Of  sinful  passion  free, 
Aloft  through  faith's  serener  air, 
To  hold  my  course  to  thee. 

4  No  sin  to  cloud,  no  lure  to  stay 

My  soul,  as  home  she  springs ; 
Thy  sunshine  on  her  joyful  way, 
Thy  freedom  in  her  wings. 

Mooee. 

637.  Luke  9:  23. 

1  Must  Jesus  bear  the  cross  alone, 

And  all  the  world  go  free  ? 

No,  there's  a  cross  for  every  one, 

And  there's  a  cross  for  me. 

2  This  consecrated  cross  I'll  bear, 

Till  death  shall  set  me  free, 
And  then  go  home  my  crown  to  wear, 
For  there's  a  crown  for  me. 

3  Upon  the  crystal  pavement,  down 

At  Jesus'  pierced  feet, 
Joyful  I'll  cast  my  golden  crown, 
And  his  dear  name  repeat. 


4  And  palms  shall  wave,  and  harps  shall 

Beneath  heaven's  arches  high  ;  [ring, 
The  Lord  that  lives,  the  ransomed  sing, 
That  lives  no  more  to  die. 

5  Oh,  precious  cross  !  oh,  glorious  crown ! 

Oh,  resurrection  day  ! 
Ye  angels,  from  the  stars  come  down, 
And  bear  my  soul  away. 

Allen. 

638.  Faith. 

1  Faith  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  bliss, 

And  saves  me  from  its  snares ; 
Its  aid,  in  every  duty,  brings, 
And  softens  all  my  cares. 

2  The  wounded  conscience  knows  its  power 

The  healing  balm  to  give  ; 
That  balm  the  saddest  heart  can  cheer, 
And  make  the  dying  live. 

3  Wide  it  unveils  celestial  worlds, 

Where  deathless  pleasures  reign  ; 
And  bids  me  seek  my  portion  there, 
Nor  bids  me  seek  in  vain. 

4  It  shows  the  precious  promise  sealed 

With  the  Redeemer's  blood ; 
And  helps  my  feeble  hope  to  rest 
Upon  a  faithful  God. 

5  There,  there  unshaken  would  I  rest, 

Till  this  frail  body  dies  : 
And  then,  on  faith's  triumphant  wings. 
To  endless  glory  rise. 

Watts. 


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1  Faith  is  a  living  power  from  heaven, 
That  grasps  the  promise  God  hath  given ; 
A  trust  that  cannot  be  o'erthrown, 
Fixed  heartily  on  God  alone. 

2  Faith  finds  in  Christ  whate'er  we  need- 
To  save,  or  strengthen  us  indeed ; 
Receives  the  grace  he  sendeth  down, 
And  makes  us  share  his  cross  and  crown. 

3  Faith  feels  the  Spirit's  kindling  breath, 
In  love  and  hope  that  conquer  death ; 
Faith  worketh  hourly  joy  in  God, 
And  trusts  and  blesses  e'en  his  rod. 

4  Faith  in  the  conscience  worketh  peace, 
And  bids  the  mourner's  weeping  cease  ; 
By  faith  the  children's  place  we  claim, 
And  give  all  honor  to  One  Name. 

640.  Faith.—  Heb.  11:  8. 

1  'Tis  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come, 

We  walk  through  deserts  dark  as  night ; 
Till  we  arrive  at  heaven,  our  home, 
Faith  is  our  guide,  and  faith  our  light. 

2  The  want  of  sight  she  well  supplies; 
She  makes  the  pearly  gates  appear; 
Far  into  distant  worlds  she  pries, 
And  brings  eternal  glories  near. 

3  Cheerful  we  tread  tbe  desert  through, 
While  faith  inspires  a  heavenly  ray  ; 

Though  lions  roar,  and  tempests  blow, 

And  rocks  and  dangers  till  the  way. 

Watts. 


641.  Self- Sacrifice  in  the  Daily  Life. 

1  Not  by  the  martyrs'  death  alone,  [won  ; 
The  saints  in  heaven  their  crowns  have 
There  is  a  triumph  robe  on  high, 

For  bloodless  fields  of  victory. 

2  What  though  they  were  not  called  to  feel 
The  cross,  the  flame,  the  torturing  wheel  ? 
Yet  daily  to  the  world  they  died, 

And  sinful  passions  crucified. 

3  What  though  nor  chains,  nor  scourges 

sore, 
Nor  bloody  beasts  their  members  tore  ? 
Enough  if  faith  and  love  arise 
To  Christ,  a  daily  sacrifice. 

4  Lord,  grant  us  so  to  thee  to  turn, 
That  we  to  die  through  life  may  learn  ; 
And  when  our  earthly  toils  are  o'er, 
Rejoice  with  thee  for  evermore. 


642.  Meekness.  —  Matt.  5:  5. 

1  Happy  the  meek,  whose  gentle  breast, 
Clear  as  the  summer's  evening  ray, 
Calm  as  the  regions  of  the  blest, 
Enjoys  on  earth  celestial  day. 

2  His  heart  no  broken  friendships  sting, 
No  storms  his  peaceful  tent  invade  ; 
He  rests  beneath  th'  Almighty's  wing, 
Hostile  to  none,  of  none  afraid. 

3  Spirit  of  grace,  all  meek  and  mild  ! 
Inspire  our  breasts,  our  souls  possess : 
Repel  each  passion  rude  and  wild, 
And  bless  us  as  we  aim  to  bless. 

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643.  Jesus  All  in  All. 

1  Thou  very  present  aid 
In  suffering  and  distress  ; 

The  mind  which  still  on  thee  is  stayed, 
Is  kept  in  perfect  peace. 

2  The  soul  by  faith  reclined 
On  the  Redeemer's  breast, 

'Mid  raging  storms,  exults  to  find 
An  everlasting  rest. 

3  Sorrow  and  fear  are  gone 
Whene'er  thy  face  appears ; 

It  stills  the  sighing  orphan's  moan, 
And  dries  the  widow's  tears. 

4  It  hallows  every  cross; 
It  sweetly  comforts  me ; 

Makes  me  forget  my  every  loss, 
And  find  my  all  in  thee. 

5  Jesus,  to  whom  I  fly, 
Doth  all  my  wishes  fill ; 

What  though  created  streams  are  dry  ? 
I  have  the  fountain  still. 

C.  Wesley. 

644.  Rev.  21:3,4. 

1  The  people  of  the  Lord 
Are  on  their  way  to  heaven ; 

There  they  obtain  their  great  reward ; 
The  prize  will  there  be  given. 

2  'Tis  conflict  here  below ; 

Tis  triumph  there,  and  peace  : 
On  earth  we  wrestle  with  the  foe ; 
In  heaven  our  conflicts  cease. 


3  'Tis  gloom  and  darkness  here ; 
'Tis  light  and  joy  above  ; 

There  all  is  pure,  and  all  is  clear ; 
There  all  is  peace  and  love. 

4  There  rest  shall  follow  toil, 
And  ease  succeed  to  care  : 

The  victors  there  divide  the  spoil  : 
They  sing  and  triumph  there. 

5  Then  let  us  joyful  sing ; 
The  conflict  is  not  long : 

We  hope  in  heaven  to  praise  our  king 
In  one  eternal  song. 

645.  Thanks  for  all  Saints. 

1  For  all  thy  saints,  0  God, 
Who  strove  in  Christ  to  live, 

Who  followed  him,  obeyed,  adored, 
Our  grateful  hymn  receive. 

2  For  all  thy  saints,  0  God, 
Accept  our  thankful  cry, 

Who  counted  Christ  their  great  reward 
And  yearned  for  him  to  die. 

3  They  all,  in  life  and  death, 
With  him,  their  Lord,  in  view, 

Learned  from  thy  Holy  Spirit's  breath 
To  suffer  and  to  do. 

4  For  this  thy  name  we  bless, 
And  humbly  pray  that  we 

May  follow  them  in  holiness, 
And  live  and  die  in  thee. 


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04b.  Prayer  for  Submission. 

1  I  ask  not  now  for  gold  to  gild 

An  aching,  weary  frame ; 
The  yearning  of  the  mind  is  stilled,  — 
I  ask  not  now  for  fame. 

2  But,  bowed  in  lowliness  of  mind, 

I  make  my  wishes  known ; 
I  only  ask  a  will  resigned, 
0  Father,  to  thine  own. 

3  In  vain  I  task  my  aching  brain, 

The  sage's  thoughts  to  scan ; 
I  only  feel  how  weak  I  am, 
How  poor  and  blind  is  man. 

4  And  now  my  spirit  sighs  for  home, 

And  longs  for  light  to  see, 

And,  like  a  weary  child,  would  come, 

O  Father !  unto  thee. 

Whittler. 

04T.  Prayer  for  Purity. 

1  0  Lord,  our  carnal  mind  control, 

And  make  us  pure  within  ; 
Purge  more  and  more  our  inmost  soul 
From  wilful  thoughts  of  sin. 

2  Let  not  the  world  with  spot  or  soil 

Our  secret  heart  defile ; 
Nor  Satan  round  our  spirit  coil 
His  chain  of  fraud  and  guile. 

3  Be  ours  the  blessed  lot  of  those 

Who  every  evil  flee  ; 
Whose  holy  converse  clearly  shows 
Communion  full  with  thee. 


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648.  Heb.  11:13. 

1  Glory  to  God!  whose  witness-train  — 

Those  heroes  bold  in  faith  — 

Could  smile  on  poverty  and  pain, 

And  triumph  e'en  in  death. 

2  Oh,  may  that  faith  our  hearts  sustain, 

Wherein  they  fearless  stood, 
When,  in  the  power  of  cruel  men 
They  poured  their  willing  blood. 

3  God,  whom  we  serve,  our  God  can  save, 

Can  damp  the  scorching  flame, 
Can  build  an  ark,  can  smooth  a  wave, 
For  such  as  love  his  name. 

4  Lord !  if  thine  arm  support  us  still 

With  its  eternal  strength, 
We  shall  o'ercome  the  mightiest  ill, 
And  conquerors  prove  at  length. 

Moravian. 

649.  The  Pilgrimage. 

1  Our  country  is  ImmanueVs  ground  ; 

We  seek  that  promised  soil; 
The  songs  of  Zion  cheer  our  hearts, 
While  strangers  here  we  toil. 

2  Oft  do  our  eyes  with  joy  o'erflow, 

And  oft  are  bathed  in  tears  ;     [raise. 
Yet  naught  but  heaven  our  hopes  can 
And  naught  but  sin  our  fears. 

3  The  flowers  that  spring  along  the  road 

We  scarcely  stoop  to  pluck  ; 

We  walk  o'er  beds  of  shining  ore, 

Nor  waste  one  wishful  look. 

Barbauld. 


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650.  Love.  —  1  Cor.  13:  1. 

1  Had  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews, 
And  nobler  speech  than  angels  use, 

If  love  be  absent,  I  am  found 

Like  tinkling  brass,  an  empty  sound. 

2  Were  I  inspired  to  preach  and  tell 
All  that  is  done  in  heaven  and  hell, 
Or  could  my  faith  the  world  remove, 
Still  I  am  nothing  without  love. 

3  Should  I  distribute  all  my  store 

To  feed  the  hungry,  clothe  the  poor ; 

Or  give  my  body  to  the  flame, 

To  gain  a  martyr's  glorious  name : 

4  If  love  to  God,  and  love  to  men 
Be  absent,  all  my  hopes  are  vain  ; 
Nor  tongues,  nor  gifts,  nor  fiery  zeal, 
The  work  of  love  can  e'er  fulfil. 

Watts. 

651 .  Watchfulness  and  Prayer.  —  Psalm  141. 

1  My  God,  accept  my  early  vows, 
Like  morning  incense  in  thy  house ; 
And  let  my  nightly  worship  rise 
Sweet  as  the  evening  sacrifice. 

2  Watch  o'er  my  lips,  and   guard  them, 

Lord, 
From  every  rash  and  heedless  word ; 
Nor  let  my  feet  incline  to  tread 
The  guilty  path  where  sinners  lead. 

3  Oh,  may  the  righteous,  when  I  stray, 
Smite  and  reprove  my  wandering  way ! 
Their  gentle  words,  like  ointment  shed, 
Shall  never  bruise,  but  cheer  my  head. 

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4  When  I  behold  them  pressed  with  grief, 
I'll  cry  to  heaven  for  their  relief; 
And  by  my  warm  petitions  prove 
How  much  I  prize  their  faithful  love. 

Watts. 

652.  Social  Worship. 

1  May  He  by  whose,  kind  care  we  meet 

Send  his  good  Spirit  from  above, 
Make  our  communications  sweet, 

And  cause  our  hearts  to  burn  with 
love. 

2  Forgotten  be  each  worldly  theme, 

When  Christians  see  each  other  thus; 
We  only  wish  to  speak  of  him 

Who  lived  and  died  and  reigns  for  us. 

3  We'll  talk  of  all  he  did  and  said, 

And  suffered  for  us  here  below  ; 
The  path  he  marked  for  us  to  tread, 
And  what  he's  doing  for  us  now. 

4  Thus,  as  the  moments  pass  away, 

We'll  love  and  wonder  and  adore, 
And  hasten  on  the  glorious  day, 

When  we  shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 

Xewtox. 

653.  Eph.  4  :  30-32. 

1  The  Spirit,  like  a  peaceful  Dove, 

Flies  from  the   realms  of  noise  and 
strife  : 
Why  should  we  vex  and  grieve  his  love 
Who  seals  our  souls  to  heavenly  life  !. 

2  Tender  and  kind  be  all  our  thoughts ; 

Through  all  our  lives  let  mercy  run  : 
So  God  forgives  our  numerous  faults, 
For  the  dear  sake  of  Christ  his  Son. 

Watts. 


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1  Happy  the  heart  where  graces  reign, 

Where  love  inspires  the  breast ; 
Love  is  the  brightest  of  the  train, 
And  strengthens  all  the  rest. 

2  Knowledge  —  alas  !  'tis  all  in  vain, 

And  all  in  vain  our  fear ; 
Our  stubborn  sins  will  fight  and  reign, 
If  love  be  absent  there. 

3  This  is  the  grace  that  lives  and  sings, 

When  faith  and  hope  shall  cease  ; 
,rTis  this  shall  strike  our  joyful  strings, 
In  the  sweet  realms  of  bliss. 

4  Before  we  quite  forsake  our  clay, 

Or  leave  this  dark  abode, 
The  wings  of  love  bear  us  away, 
To  see  our  smiling  God. 

Watts. 

655.  Eph.  3:  15. 

1  Let  saints  below  in  concert  sing 

With  those  to  glory  gone  ; 
For  all  the  servants  of  our  King 
In  earth  and  heaven  are  one. 

2  One  family  —  we  dwell  in  him,  — 

One  church  above,  beneath, 
Though  now  divided  by  the  stream, 
The  narrow  stream  of  death. 

3  One  army  of  the  living  God, 

To  hi*  command  we  bow; 
Part  of  the  host  have  crossed  the  flood. 
And  part  are  crossing  now. 


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4  E'en  now  to  their  eternal  home 

Some  happy  spirits  fly  ; 
And  we  are  to  the  margin  come, 
And  soon  expect  to  die. 

5  E'en  now,  by  faith,  we  join  our  hands 

With  those  that  went  before, 
And  greet  the  ransomed  blessed  bands 
Upon  th'  eternal  shore. 

6  Lord  Jesus  !  be  our  constant  guide  ; 

And,  when  the  word  is  given, . 
Bid  death's  cold  flood  its  waves  divide, 
And  land  us  safe  in  heaven. 

C.  Wesley. 

DOD.    Blessedness  of  the  Communion  of  Saints. 

1  Happy  the  souls  to  Jesus  joined, 

And  saved  by  grace  alone  ; 
Walking  in  all  his  ways,  they  find 
Their  heaven  on  earth  begun. 

2  The  church  triumphant  in  thy  love,  — 

Their  mighty  joys  we  know  : 
They  sing  the  Lamb  in  hymns  above, 
And  we  in  hymns  below. 

3  Thee,  in  thy  glorious  realm,  they  praise 

And  bow  before  thy  throne: 
We  in  the  kingdom  of  thy  grace  ;  — 
The  kingdoms  are  but  one. 

4  The  holy  to  the  holiest  leads  ; 

From  thence  our  spirits  rise  : 
And  he  that  in  thy  statutes  treads 
Shall  meet  thee  in  the  sk: 

C.  Wesley. 


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Each  the  other's  burden  bear ; 
To  thy  church  the  pattern  give  j 
Show  how  true  believers  live. 

5  Free  from  anger  and  from  pride, 
Let  us  thus  in  God  abide : 

All  the  depths  of  love  express,  — 
All  the  heights  of  holiness. 

6  Let  us,  then,  with  joy  remove 
To  the  family  above  ; 

On  the  wings  of  angels  fly; 

Show  how  true  believers  die. 

C.  Wesley. 

059.  Parting  Hymn. 

1  For  a  season  called  to  part, 

Let  us  now  ourselves  commend 
To  the  gracious  eye  and  heart 
Of  our  ever-present  Friend. 

2  Jesus,  hear  our  humble  prayer : 

Tender  Shepherd  of  thy  sheep, 
Let  thy  mercy  and  thy  care 
All  our  souls  in  safety  keep. 

3  In  thy  strength  may  we  be  strong  j 

Sweeten  every  cross  and  pain ; 
Spare  us,  that  we  may,  ere  long, 
Meet  and  worship  thee  again. 

Newton. 
Doxology. 

Sing  we  to  our  God  above 
Praise  eternal  as  his  love ; 
Praise  him,  all  ye  heavenlv  host,— 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 


657.  Felloicship.  — Eph.  4:  5. 

1  Father,  hear  our  humble  claim ; 
"We  are  met  in  thy  great  name ; 
In  the  midst  do  thou  appear, 
Manifest  thy  presence  here. 

2  Lord,  our  fellowship  increase  ; 
Knit  us  in  the  bond  of  peace  ; 
Join  our  hearts,  0  Father  !  join 
Each  to  each,  and  all  to  thine. 

3  Build  us  in  one  spirit  up, 
Called  in  one  high  calling's  hope, 
One  the  spirit,  one  the  aim, 

One  the  pure  baptismal  flame  ;  — 

4  One  the  faith,  and  one  the  Lord, 
Whom  by  heaven  and  earth  adored, 
We  our  God  and  Father  call ; 

O'er  all,  through  all,  with  us  all. 

Wesleyan. 

658.  Fellowship. 

1  Jesus,  Lord,  we  look  to  thee ; 
Let  us  in  thy  name  agree  ; 
Show  thyself  the  Prince  of  peace  ; 
Bid  our  jars  forever  cease. 

2  By  thy  reconciling  love, 
Every  stumbling-block  remove : 
Each  to  each  unite,  endear,    • 
Come  and  spread  thy  banner  here. 

3  Make  us  of  one  heart  and  mind,  — 
Courteous,  pitiful,  and  kind; 
Lowly,  meek,  in  thought  and  word,  — 
Altogether  like  our  Lord. 


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EU**i%g*  of  Christian  Unity.—  Psalm  133. 


Blest  are  the  sons  of  peace 
Whose  hearts  and  hopes  are  one  ; 
Whose  kind  designs  to  serve  and  please 
Through  all  their  actions  run. 

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Where  joy,  like  morning  dew  distils, 
And  all  the  air  is  love  ! 

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661. 


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Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds 
Our  hearts  in  Christian  love ; 
The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds 
Is  like  to  that  above. 

;r  Father's  throne 
pour  our  ardent  pray  : 
Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are  one, 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 

mutual  woes, 
Our  mutual  bardei 

■  for  ea^-h  other  flows 
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4  When  we  asunder  part, 
It  gives  us  inward  pain  ; 

But  we  shall  still  be  joined  in  heart, 
And  hope  to  meet  again. 

5  This  glorious  hope  revives 
Our  courage  by  the  way  ; 

While  each  in  expectation  lives, 
And  longs  to  see  the  day. 

6  From  sorrow,  toil,  and  pain, 
And  sin.  we  shall  be  free, 

And  perfect  love  and  friendship  reign 
Through  all  eternity. 

Fawcett. 

662.  Lake  4:  18. 

1  S  A  vi  or  p.  !  what  gracious  words 
Are  ever,  ever  thine  ! 

voice  is  music  to  the  soul, 
And  life  and  peace  divine. 

2  Good,  everlasting  good  — 
Glad  tidings  full  of  j 

Flow  from  thy  lips,  tin  lips  of  truth 
And  flow  without  alloy. 

3  The  broken  heart,  the  poor 
The  bruised,  the  deaf,  the  blind, 

The  dumb,  the  dead,  the  captive  wretch. 
In  thee  compassion  find. 

4  Lor:  -peed  the  day, — 

i  day  of  grace,  — 
To  all  the  poor,  the  dumb,  the  deaf, 
The  dead  of  Adam's  race. 


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1  Bright  Source  of  everlasting  love  ! 

To  thee  our  souls  we  raise ; 
And  to  thy  sovereign  bounty  rear 
A  monument  of  praise. 

2  Thy  mercy  gilds  the  paths  of  life 

With  every  cheering  ray  ; 
Kindly  restrains  the  rising  tear, 
Or  wipes  that  tear  away. 

3  What  shall  we  render,  bounteous  Lord  ! 

For  all  the  grace  we  see  ? 
Alas  !  the  goodness  we  can  yield 
Extendeth  not  to  thee. 

4  To  tents  of  woe,  to  beds  of  pain, 

We  cheerfully  repair; 
And,  with  the  gifts  thy  hand  bestows, 
Relieve  the  mourners  there. 

5  Thus  passing  through  the  vale  of  tears, 

Our  useful  light  shall  shine ; 
And  others  learn  to  glorify 
Our  Father's  name  divine. 

664.  Uohn4:21. 

1  How  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the  sight, 

When  those  who  love  the  Lord 
In  one  another's  peace  delight, 
And  so  fultil  his  word ! 

2  When  each  can  feel  his  brother's  sigh, 

And  with  him  bear  a  part ! 
When  sorrow  flows  from  eye  to  eye, 
And  joy  from  heart  to  heart ! 


3  When  free  from  envy,  scorn,  and  pride, 

Our  wishes  all  above, 
Each  can  his  brother's  failings  hide, 
And  show  a  brother's  love  ! 

4  Let  love,  in  one  delightful  stream, 

Through  every  bosom  flow, 
And  union  sweet,  aud  dear  esteem, 
In  every  action  glow. 

5  Love  is  the  golden  chain  that  binds 

The  happy  souls  above ; 
And  he's  an  heir  of  heaven  who  finds 
His  bosom  glow  with  love. 

Swaix. 
DDO."  For  ye  have  the  Poor  always  irith  you." 

1  Lord,  lead  the  way  the  Saviour  went, 

By  lane  and  cell  obscure, 
And  let  our  treasures  still  be  spent, 
Like  his,  upon  the  poor. 

2  Like  him,  through  scenes  of  deep  dis- 

tress, 
Who  bore  the  world's  sad  weight, 
We,  in  their  gloomy  loneliness, 
Would  seek  the  desolate. 

3  For  thou  hast  placed  us  side  by  side 

In  this  wide  world  of  ill ; 
And  that  thy  followers  may  be  tried, 
The  poor  are  with  us  still. 

4  Small  are  the  offerings  we  can  make; 

Yet  thou  hast  taught  us,  Lord, 
,    If  given  for  the  Saviour's  sake, 
They  lose  not  their  reward. 

WELL. 


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1  Blest   is   the    man    whose   softening 

heart 
Feels  all  another's  pain ; 
To  whom  the  supplicating  eye 
Was  never  raised  in  vain ;  — 

2  Whose   hreast   expands  with  generous 

warmth, 
A  stranger's  woe  to  feel ; 
And  bleeds  in  pity  o'er  the  wound 
He  wants  the  power  to  heal. 

3  He  spreads  his  kind,  supporting  arms 

To  every  child  of  grief ; 
His  secret  bounty  largely  flows, 
And  brings  unasked  relief. 

4  To  gentle  offices  of  love, 

His  feet  are  never  slow ; 
He  views,  through  mercy's  melting  eye, 
A  brother  in  a  foe. 

5  He  hears  the  Saviour's  cheering  word, 

"  My  peace  to  him  I  give ; " 

And  when  he  kneels  before  the  throne, 

His  trembling  soul  shall  live. 

Baiibauld. 

667.  Likeness  to  Christ. 

1  Lord,  as  to  thy  dear  cross  we  flee, 

And  pray  to  be  forgiven, 
01),  let  thy  life  our  pattern  be, 
And  form  our  souls  for  heaven. 

2  Help  us,  through  good  report  and  ill, 

Our  daily  cross  to  bear; 
Like  thee,  to  do  our  Father's  will, 
Our  brother's  griefs  to  share. 


3  Let  grace  our  selfishness  expel, 

Our  earthliness  refine  ; 
And  kindness  in  our  bosoms  dwell 
As  free  and  true  as  thine. 

4  Kept  peaceful  in  the  midst  of  strife, 

Forgiving  and  forgiven, 
Oh,  may  we  lead  the  pilgrim's  life, 
And  follow  thee  to  heaven  ! 

668.  Luke  10:29-37. 

1  Father  of  mercies  !  send  thy  grace, 

All  powerful,  from  above, 
To  form  in  our  obedient  souls 
The  image  of  thy  love. 

2  Oh,  may  our  sympathizing  breasts 

The  generous  pleasure  know, 
Kindly  to  share  in  others'  joy, 
And  weep  for  others'  woe. 

3  When  the  most  helpless  sons  of  grief, 

In  low  distress  are  laid, 
Soft  be  our  hearts  their  pains  to  feel, 
And  swift  our  hands  to  aid. 

4  So  Jesus  looked  on  dying  man, 

When  throned  above  the  skies  ; 
And  mid  tli'  embraces  of  his  God, 
He  felt  compassion  rise. 

5  On  wings  of  love  the  Saviour  flew, 

To  raise  us  from  the  ground, 
And  shed  the  richest  of  his  blood, 
A  balm  for  every  wound. 

Doddridge. 


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669.  1  rotor-':  21-23. 

1  What  grace,  0  Lord,  and  beauty  shone 

Around  thy  steps  below; 
"What  patient  love  was  seen  in  all 
Thy  life  and  death  of  woe. 

2  For,  ever  on  thy  burdened  heart 

A  weight  of  sorrow  hung; 
Yet  no  ungentle,  murmuring  word 
Escaped  thy  silent  tongue. 

3  Thy  foes  might  hate,  despise,  revile ; 

Thy  friends  unfaithful  prove ; 
Unwearied  in  forgiveness  still, 
Thy  heart  could  only  love. 

4  Oh,  give  us  hearts  to  love  like  thee ! 

Like  thee,  0  Lord,  to  grieve 

Far  more  for  others'  sins  than  all 

The  wrongs  that  we  receive. 

5  One  with  thyself,  may  every  eye, 

In  us,  thy  brethren  see 
The  gentleness  and  grace  that  spring 
From  union,  Lord  !  with  thee. 

670.  Charitableness.  —  Gal.  6:  1. 

1  Think  gently  of  the  erring  one  ! 

And  let  us  not  forget, 
However  darkly  stained  by  sin, 
He  is  our  brother  yet. 

2  Heir  of  the  same  inheritance, 

Child  of  the  self-same  God; 
He  hath  but  stumbled  in  the  path 
We  have  in  weakness  trod. 

3  Forget  not  thou  hast  often  sinned, 

And  sinful  yet  must  be  : 
Deal  gently  with  the  erring  one, 
As  God  has  dealt  with  thee. 

Fletcher. 

671.  John  13:  1. 

1  Lord,  thou  on  earth  didst  love  thine  own ; 

Didst  love  them  to  the  end ; 
Oh,  still  from  thy  celestial  throne 
Let  gifts  of  love  descend. 

2  The  love  the  Father  bears  to  thee, 

His  own  eternal  Son, 
Fill  all  thy  saints,  till  all  shall  be 
In  pure  affection  one. 


3  As  thou  for  us  didst  stoop  so  low, 

Warmed  by  love's  holy  flame, 
So  let  our  deeds  of  kindness  flow 
To  all  that  bear  thy  name. 

4  One  blessed  fellowship  of  love, 

Thy  living  church  should  stand, 
Till,  faultless,  she  at  last  above 
Shall  shine  at  thy  right  hand. 

Ray  Palmee. 

672.  Matt.  25:40. 

1  Jesus,  our  Lord,  how  rich  thy  grace ! 

Thy  bounties  how  complete  ! 
How  shall  we  count  the  matchless  sum  ! 
How  pay  the  mighty  debt ! 

2  High  on  a  throne  of  radiant  light 

Dost  thou  exalted  shine  ; 
What  can  our  poverty  bestow, 
When  all  the  worlds  are  thine  ? 

3  But  thou  hast  brethren  here  below, 

The  partners  of  thy  grace ; 
And  wilt  confess  their  humble  names, 
Before  thy  Father's  face. 

4  In  them  thou  mayst  be  clothed  and  fed, 

And  visited  and  cheered ; 
And  in  their  accents  of  distress, 
Our  Saviour's  voice  is  heard. 

Doddridge. 

673 .  "  Perfect  us  in  Ix>ve." 

1  Try  us,  0  God,  and  search  the  ground 
Of  every  sinful  heart ; 
Whate'er  of  sin  in  us  is  f  Dund, 
Oh,  bid  it  all  depart ! 

!  2  Help  us  to  help  each  other,  Lord, 
Each  other's  cross  to  bear  ; 
Let  each  his  friendly  aid  afford, 
And  feel  his  brother's  care. 

3  Help  us  to  build  each  other  up, 

Our  heart  and  life  improve  ; 
Increase  our  faith,  confirm  our  hope, 
And  perfect  us  in  love. 

4  Up  into  thee,  our  living  Head, 

Let  us  in  all  things  grow, 
r  Till  thou  hast  made  us  free  indeed, 
And  spotless  here  below. 

C.  Weslet. 


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1  Dear  Refuge  of  m}*-  weary  soul, 

On  thee,  when  sorrows  rise,  — 
:  |  On  thee  when  waves  of  trouble  roll, 
My  fainting  hope  relies. 

2  To  thee  I  tell  each  rising  grief, 

For  thou  alone  canst  heal ; 
Thy  word  can  bring  a  sweet  relief 
For  every  pain  I  feel. 

3  Hast  thou  not  bid  ine  seek  thy  face  ? 

And  shall  I  seek  in  vain  ? 
And  can  the  ear  of  sovereign  grace 
Be  deaf  when  I  complain  ? 

4  No  :  still  the  ear  of  sovereign  grace 

Attends  the  mourner's  prayer  ; 
Oh,  may  I  ever  find  access 
To  breathe  my  sorrows  there  ! 

5  Thy  mercy-seat  is  open  still ; 

Here  let  my  soul  retreat, 
With  humble  hope  attend  thy  will, 
And  wait  beneath  thy  feet. 

Mks.  Steele. 
675.  Psalm  65:  2. 

1  1* layer  is  the  souFs  sincere  desire, 

{  l  tered  or  unexpressed  ; 
:  |  The  motion  of  a  hidden  fire  |  : 
That  trembles  in  the  breast. 

2  Prayer  is  the  burden  of  a  sigh, 

The  falling  of  a  tear, 
Tlic  upward  glancing  of  an  eye, 
When  none  but  God  is  near. 


3  Prayer  is  the  simplest  form  of  speech 
.    That  infant  lips  can  try  ; 

Prayer  the  sublimest  strains  that  reach 
The  Majesty  on  high. 

4  Prayer  is  the  contrite  sinner's  voice, 

Returning  from  his  ways; 
While  angels  in  their  songs  rejoice, 
And  cry,  u  Behold  he  prays  !  " 

5  Prayer  is  the  Christian's  vital  breath, 

The  Christian's  native  air, 
His  watchword  at  the  gates  of  death  ; 
He  enters  heaven  with  prayer. 

6  O  thou  by  whom  we  come  to  God, 

The  Life,  the  Truth,  the  Way  ! 
The  path  of  prayer  th}rself  hast  trod ; 
Lord  !  teach  us  how  to  pray. 

Montgomery. 

676.  Matt.  6.     Luke  11. 

1  Our  Father,  God,  who  art  in  heaven, 

All  hallowed  be  thy  name  ! 
:|Thy  kingdom  come;  thy  will  be  done.j: 
In  earth  and  heaven  the  same  ! 

2  Give  us  this  day  our  daily  bread  ; 

And.  as  we  those  forgive 
Who  sin  against  us,  so  may  we 
Forgiving  grace  receive. 

3  Into  temptation  lead  us  not; 

Frottl  evil  set  us  five; 
And  thine  the  kingdom,  thine  the  power 


And  glory  ever  be. 


Judsox. 


Notf:.  —  Thta  tuue  requires  the  repetition  <>t"  the  third  line  of  each  verse. 


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677.  1  Sam.  1 :  12-13. 

1  Prayer  is  the  breath  of  God  in  man, 

Returning  whence  it  came  ; 
Love  is  the  sacred  fire  within, 
And  prayer  the  rising  flame. 

2  It  gives  the  burdened  spirit  ease, 

And  soothes  the  troubled  breast  ; 
Yields  comfort  to  the  mourning  soul, 
And  to  the  weary  rest. 

3  When  God  inclines  the  heart  to  pray, 

He  hath  an  ear  to  hear ; 
To  him  there's  music  in  a  sigh, 
And  beauty  in  a  tear. 

4  The  humble  suppliant  cannot  fail 

To  have  his  wants  supplied, 

Since  He  for  sinners  intercedes 

Who  once  for  sinners  died. 

678.  The  Safe  Retreat. 

1  Dear  Father,  to  thy  mercy-seat 

My  soul  for  shelter  flies  ; 
'Tis  here  I  find  a  safe  retreat 
When  storms  and  tempests  rise. 

2  My  cheerful  hope  can  never  die, 

If  thou,  my  God,  art  near  ; 
Thy  grace  can  raise  my  comforts  high, 
And  banish  every  fear. 

3  My  great  Protector  and  my  Lord, 

Thy  constant  aid  impart ; 
Oh,  let  thy  kind,  thy  gracious  word 
Sustain  my  trembling  heart ! 

4  Oh,  never  let  my  soul  remove 

From  this  divine  retreat ! 
Still  let  me  trust  thy  power  and  love, 
And  dwell  beneath  thy  feet. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

0  7  9 .  Blessedness  of  Prayer. 

1  No,  never  shall  my  heart  despond, 

Long  as  my  lips  can  pray ; 
My  latest  breath,  with  effort  fond, 
Shall  pass  in  prayer  away. 

2  There  is  a  heavenly  mercy-seat 

To  calm  the  sinner's  fears  ; 
There  is  a  Saviour  at  whose  feet 
The  mourner  dries  his  tears. 


3  When    friends    depart,  and   hopes   are 

And  gathering  storms  I  see,     [riven, 
My  soul  is  but  the  sooner  driven, 
Eternal  Rock  !  to  thee. 

4  Oh  for  a  voice  of  sweeter  sound, 

For  every  wind  to  bear, 
To  teach  the  listening  world  around 
The  blessedness  of  prayer  ! 

680.  Secret  Prayer. 

1  Sweet  is  the  prayer  whose  holy  stream 

In  earnest  pleading  flows  ; 
Devotion  dwells  upon  the  theme, 
And  warm  and  warmer  glows. 

2  Faith  grasps  the  blessing  she  desires, 

Hope  points  the  upward  gaze, 
And  love,  untrembling  love  inspires 
The  eloquence  of  praise. 

3  But  sweeter  far  the  still  small  voice, 

Heard  by  no  human  ear, 
When  God  hath  made  the  heart  rejoice, 
And  dried  the  bitter  tear. 

4  Nor  accents  flow,  nor  words  ascend  ; 

All  utterance  faileth  there ; 
But  listening  spirits  comprehend, 
And  God  accepts  the  prayer. 

H.  Maetixeac. 

Ool.  "  Teach  us  to  pray." 

1  Lord,  teach  us  how  to  pray  aright, 

With  reverence  and  with  fear : 
Though  dust  and  ashes  in  thy  sight, 
We  may,  we  must  draw  near. 

2  God  of  all  grace,  we  come  to  thee, 

With  broken,  contrite  hearts; 
Give  what  thine  eye  delights  to  see,  — 
Truth  in  the  inward  parts. 

3  Give  deep  humility;  the  sense 

Of  godly  sorrow  give  ; 
A  strong  desiring  confidence  ' 
To  see  thy  face  and  live. 

4  Patience  to  watch  and  wait  and  weep, 

Though  mercy  long  delay  ; 
Courage,  our  fainting  souls  to  keep, 
And  trust  thee,  though  thou  slay. 

5  Give  these,  and  then  thy  will  be  done; 

Thus  strengthened  with  all  might, 
We,  by  thy  Spirit  and  thy  Son, 
Shall  pray,  and  pray  aright. 

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1  Thou  Saviour,  from  thy  throne  on  high, 
Enrobed  in  light  and  girt  with  power, 
Dost  note  the  thought,  the  prayer,  the 


sigh, 


Of  hearts  that  love  the  tranquil  hour. 

2  Oft  thou  thyself  didst  steal  away 

At  eventide,  from  labor  done, 
In  some  still  peaceful  shade  to  pray 
Till  morning  watches  were  begun. 

3  Thou  hast  not,  dearest  Lord,  forgot 
*  Thy  wrestlings  on  Judea's  hills  ; 
And  still  thou  lov'st  the  quiet  spot 

Where  praise  the  lowly  spirit  fills. 

4  Now  to  our  souls,  withdrawn  awhile 

From    earth's    rude    noise,    thy  face 
reveal ; 
And  as  we  worship,  kindly  smile, 
And  for  thine  own  our  spirits  seal. 

5  To  thee  we  bring  each  grief  and  care, 

To'  thee  we  fly  while  tempests  lower; 
Thou  wilt  the  weary  burdens  bear 
Of  hearts  that  love  the  tranquil  hour. 
Ray  Palmer. 

0  O  O .  The  Po  wer  of  Prayer. 

1  What  various  hindrances  we  meet 

In  coming  to  a  mercy-seat !  [prayer 
\\t  who  that  knows  the  worth  of 
But  wishes  to  be  often  there  ? 

li   Prayer    makes    the    darkened    clouds 
withdraw; 
Prayer  olimba  the  ladder  Jacob  saw. 
Gives  exercise  to  faith  and  love, 
Brings  every  blessing  from  above. 


3  Restraining  prayer,  we  cease  to  fight ; 
Prayer   makes    the    Christian's   armor 

bright ; 
And  Satan  trembles  when  he  sees 
The  weakest  saint  upon  his  knees. 

4  Have  you  no  words?  ah  !  think  again  ; 
Words  flow  apace  when  you  complain, 
And  fill  a  fellow-creature's  ear 

With  the  sad  tale  of  all  your  care. 

5  Were  half  the  breath  thus  vainly  spent, 
To  heaven  in  supplication  sent, 

Our  cheerful  song  would  oftener  be, 
"  Hear  what   the   Lord   hath  done   for 
me!" 

COWPER. 

684.  Matt.  21:22. 

1  And  dost  thou  say,  "Ask   what   thou 

wilt "  ? 
Lord,  I  would  seize  the  golden  hour: 
I  pray  to  be  released  from  guilt, 

And  freed  from  sin  and  Satan's  power. 

2  More  of  thy  presence,  Lord,  impart; 

More  of  thine  image  let  me  bear; 
Erect  thy  throne  within  my  heart, 
And  reign  without  a  rival  there. 

3  Give  me  to  read  my  pardon  sealed, 
And    from    thy    joy    to     draw 


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Oh,  be  thy  boundless  love  revealed 
In   all   its  height  and  breadth 
length. 
4  Grant  these  requests,  — I  ask  no  more, 
I lut  to  thy  care  the  rest  resigD  : 
Sick,  or  in  health,  or  rich,  or  poor, 
All  shall  be  well,  if  thou  art  mine. 


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1  From  every  stormy  wind  that  blows, 
From  every  swelling  tide  of  woes, 
There  is  a  calm,  a  sure  retreat ; 
'Tis  found  beneath  the  mercy-seat. 

2  There  is  a  place  where  Jesus  sheds 
The  oil  of  gladness  on  our  heads,  — 
A  place  than  all  besides  more  sweet; 
It  is  the  blood-bought  mercy-seat. 

.5  There  is  a  scene  where  spirits  blend, 
Where    friend    holds    fellowship    with 

friend ; 
Though  sundered  far,  by  faith  they  meet 
Around  one  common  mercy-seat ! 

4  There,  there  on  eagle  wings  we  soar, 
And  sense  and  sin  molest  no  more, 
And  heaven  comes  down  our  souls  to 

greet, 
And  glory  crowns  the  mercy-seat. 

Stowell. 

60O .  Hour  of  Prayer. 

1  Blest  hour  when  mortal  man  retires 

To  hold  communion  with  his  God, 
To  send  to  heaven  has  warm  desires, 
And  listen  to  the  sacred  word. 

2  Blest   hour   when    God   himself  draws 

nigh, 
\\  ell  pleased  his  people's  voice  to  hear, 
To  hush  the  penitential  sigh, 

And  wipe  away  the  mourners  tear. 

3  Blest  hour,  for  where  the  Lord  resorts, 

Foretastes  of  future  bliss  are  given, 
And  mortals  find  his  earthly  courts 
The  house  of  God,  the  gate  of  heaven. 

Rapfi.es. 


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687.  TJie  Mercy-Seat. 

1  Approach,  my  soul,  the  mercy-seat, 

Where  Jesus  sits  to  answer  prayer; 
Thus  humbly  fall  before  his  feet ; 
For  none  have  ever  perished  there. 

2  Thy  promise  is  my  only  plea ; 

With  this  I  humbly  venture  nigh; 
Thou  callest  burdened  souls  to  thee, 
And  surely  such,  0  Lord,  am  I. 

3  Bowed  down  beneath  a  load  of  sin, 

By  Satan  tempted,  sorely  pressed, 
By  war  without  and  fear  within, 
I  come  to  thee,  my  Lord,  for  rest. 

4  Be  thou  my  shield  and  hiding-place, 

That,  safely  sheltered  near  thy  side, 
I  may  the  fierce  accuser  face, 

And  tell  him,  Jesus,  thou  hast  died. 

Nkwton. 

688.  Matt.  11:  28. 

1  How  sweetly  flowed  the  gospel  sound, 

From  lips  of  gentleness  and  grace, 
When    listening    thousands    gathered 
round, 
And  joy  and  gladness  filled  the  place. 

2  From  heaven   he  came,  of  heaven    he 

spoke, 
To  heaven  he  led  his  followers'  way  ; 
Dark  clouds  of  gloomy  night  he  broke, 
Unveiling  an  immortal  day. 

3  "Come,     wanderers,    to     my    Father's 

home  ; 
Come,  all  ye  weary  ones,  and  rest ; " 
Yes,  sacred  Teacher,  we  will  come, 
Obey  thee,  love  thee,  and  be  blest  \ 

Bowiusg. 


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689 .  The  Call  to  Prayer. 

1  Come  at  the  morning  hour, 
Come,  let  us  kneel  and  pray ; 

Prayer  is  the  Christian  pilgrim's  staff 
To  walk  with  God  all  day. 

2  At  noon,  beneath  the  Rock 
Of  Ages,  rest  and  pray  ; 

Sweet  is  that   shelter  from  the  sun 
In  the  weary  heat  of  day. 

3  At  evening,  in  thy  home, 
Around  its  altar,  pray ; 

And  finding  there  the  house  of  God, 
With  heaven  then  close  the  day. 

Bbiggs'  Coll. 

690.  Delight  in  Worship. 

1  How  sweet  to  bless  the  Lord, 
And  in  his  praises  join, 

With  saints  his  goodness  to  record, 
And  sing  his  power  divine  ! 

2  Thus  may  our  joys  increase, 
Our  love  more  ardent  grow, 

While  rich  supplies  of  Jesus'  grace 
Refresh  our  souls  below. 

3  Bat,  oh,  the  bliss  sublime, 
When  joy  shall  be  complete, 

In  that  unclouded,  glorious  clime 
Where  all  thy  servants  meet ! 

4  Then  shall  the  ransomed  throng 
The  Saviour's  love  record, 

And  shout  in  everlasting  song, — 
"Salvation  to  the  Lord  I  w 

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691. 


Call  to  Prayer. 


Come  to  the  house  of  prayer, 

O  thou  afflicted,  come  ; 
The  God  of  peace  shall  meet  thee  there ; 

He  makes  that  house  his  home. 

Come  to  the  house  of  praise, 

Ye  who  are  happy  now  ; 
In  sweet  accord  your  voices  raise, 

In  kindred  homage  bow. 

Ye  aged,  hither  come  ! 

For  ye  have  felt  his  love  ;         [dumb, 
Soon  shall  your  trembling  tongues  bo 

Your  lips  forget  to  move. 

Ye  young !  before  his  throne, 

Come,  bow ;  your  voices  raise  ; 
Let  not  your  hearts  his  praise  disown, 

Who  gives  the  power  to  praise. 


TAYLOB. 


692. 


God  our  Strength. 


Man's  wisdom  is  to  seek 
His  strength  \j\  God  alone; 
And  e'en  an  angel  would  be  weak 
W  ho  trusted  in  his  own. 

Retreat  beneath  his  wings, 
And  in  his  grace  confide  ; 
This  more  exalts  the  King  of  kings 
Than  all  your  works  beside. 

I  n  Jesus  is  our  store  ; 
Grace  issues  from  his  throne; 
Whoever  says,  "I  want  no  more," 

Confesses  he  has  none. 

Cowpeb. 


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Luke  18  :  1. 


1  Jesus,  who  knows  full  well 
The  heart  of  every  saint, 

Invites  us  all  our  griefs  to  tell, 
To  pray,  and  never  faint. 

2  He  bows  his  gracious  ear ; 
We  never  plead  in  vain  ; 

Yet  we  must  wait  till  he  appear, 
And  pray,  and  pray  again. 

3  Jesus,  the  Lord,  will  hear 
His  chosen  when  they  cry ; 

Yes,  though  he  may  a  while  forbear, 
He'll  help  them  from  on  high. 

4  Then  let  us  earnest  be, 
And  never  faint  in  prayer ; 

He  loves  our  importunity, 

And  makes  our  cause  his  care. 

Newtok. 

694.  Heb.  4:16. 

1  Behold  the  throne  of  grace ! 
The  promise  calls  me  near ; 

There  Jesus  shows  a  smiling  face, 
And  waits  to  answer  prayer. 

2  That  rich,  atoning  blood, 
Which  sprinkled  round  I  see, 

Provides  for  those  who  come  to  God 
An  all-prevailing  plea. 

3  My  soul !  ask  what  thou  wilt; 
Thou  canst  not  be  too  bold  ; 

Since  his  own  blood  for  thee  he  spilt, 
What  else  can  he  withhold  ? 


4  Thine  image,  Lord,  bestow, 
Thy  presence  and  thy  love ; 

I  ask  to  serve  thee  here  below, 
And  reign  with  thee  above. 

5  Teach  me  to  live  by  faith ; 
Conform  my  will  to  thine ; 

Let  me  victorious  be  in  death, 
And  then  in  glory  shine. 

Newtok. 

695.  Matt.  18:  20. 

1  Jesus,  we  look  to  thee, 

Thy  promised  presence  claim  ; 
Thou  in  the  midst  of  us  shalt  be, 
Assembled  in  thy  name. 

2  Not  in  the  name  of  pride 
Or  selfishness  we  meet ; 

From  nature's  paths  we  turn  aside, 
And  worldly  thoughts  forget. 

3  We  meet,  the  grace  to  take 
Which  thou  hast  freely  given  ; 

We  meet  on  earth  for  thy  dear  sake, 
That  we  may  meet  in  heaven. 

4  Present  we  know  thou  art, 
But,  oh,  thyself  reveal ! 

Now,  Lord,  let  every  bounding  heart 
Thy  mighty  comfort  feel. 

5  Oh,  may  thy  quickening  voice 
The  death  of  sin  remove ; 

And  bid  our  inmost  souls  rejoice 
In  hope  of  perfect  love. 

C.  Wesley. 


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1  Stealing  from  the  world  away, 

We  are  come  to  seek  thy  face  ; 
Kindly  meet  us,  Lord,  we  pray, 
Grant  us  thy  reviving  grace. 

2  Yonder  stars  that  gild  the  sky 

Shine  but  with  a  borrowed  light ; 
We,  unless  thy  light  be  nigh, 
Wander,  wrapt  in  gloomy  night. 

3  Sun  of  righteousness  !  dispel 

All  our  darkness,  doubts,  and  fears ; 
May  thy  light  within  us  dwell, 
Till  eternal  day  appears. 

4  Warm  our  hearts  in  prayer  and  praise, 

Lift  our  every  thought  above  ; 
Hear  the  grateful  songs  we  raise, 
Fill  us  with  thy  perfect  love. 

Ray  Palmer. 

699.  Invocation. 

1  Holy  Lord,  our  hearts  prepare 
For  the  solemn  work  of  prayer; 

(J  rant  that  while  we  bend  the  knee, 
All  our  thoughts  may  turn  to  thee. 

2  While  we  come  around  thy  throne, 
Make  thy  power  and  glory  known  ; 
As  thy  children  may  we  call 

On  our  Father,  Lord  of  all. 

3  Teach  us,  while  we  breathe  our  woes, 
On  thy  promise  to  repose  ; 

All  thy  tender  love  to  trace 
In  the  Saviour's  work  of  grace. 


696.  Col.  4  :  2. 

1  Heavenly  Father,  sovereign  Lord, 
Be  thy  glorious  name  adored  ! 
Lord,  thy  mercies  never  fail ; 
Hail,  celestial  goodness,  hail ! 

2  Though  unworthy,  Lord,  thine  ear, 
Deign  our  humble  songs  to  hear; 
Purer  praise  we  hope  to  bring, 
When  around  thy  throne  we  sing. 

3  While  on  earth  ordained  to  stay, 
Guide  our  footsteps  in  th}>-  way, 
Till  we  come  to  dwell  with  thee, 
Till  we  all  thy  glory  see. 

4  Then,  with  angel-harps  again, 

We  will  wake  a  nobler  strain ; 

There,  in  joyful  songs  of  praise, 

Our  triumphant  voices  raise. 

Montgomery. 

697.  Isaiah  66:  7. 

1  Soft  and  holy  is  the  place, 

Where    the  light  that   beams    from 
heaven 
Shows  the  Saviour's  smiling  face, 
•       With  the  joy  of  sin  forgiven. 

2  There,  with  one  accord  we  meet, 

All  the  words  of  life  to  hear; 
Bending  low  at  Jesus'  feet, 
Worshipping  with  godly  fear. 

3  Let  the  world  and  all  its  cares 

Now  retire  from  every  breast; 
Let  the  tempter  and  bis  snares 

Cease  to  hinder  or  molest. 

Hastings. 


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1  They  who  seek  the  throne  of  grace 
Find  that  throne  in  every  place ; 

If  we  live  a  life  of  prayer, 
God  is  present  everywhere. 

2  In  our  sickness  and  our  health, 
In  our  want,  or  in  our  wealth, 
If  we  look  to  God  in  prayer, 
God  is  present  everywhere. 

3  When  our  earthly  comforts  fail, 
When  the  foes  of  life  prevail, 
'Tis  the  time  for  earnest  prayer ; 
God  is  present  everywhere. 

4  Then,  my  soul,  in  every  strait, 
To  thy  Father  come  and  wait ; 
He  will  answer  every  prayer; 
God  is  present  everywhere. 

701.  Matt.  7:7. 

1  Come,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare, 
Jesus  loves  to  answer  prayer ; 
He  himself  has  bid  thee  pray, 
Therefore  will  not  say  thee  nay. 

2  With  my  burden  I  begin  ;  — 
Lord,  remove  this  load  of  sin  ; 
Let  thy  blood,  for  sinners  spilt, 
Set  my  conscience  free  from  guilt. 

3  Lord  !  I  come  to  thee  for  rest, 
Take  possession  of  my  breast ; 
There  thy  sovereign  right  maintain, 
And,  without  a  rival,  reign. 


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4  While  I  am  a  pilgrim  here, 
Let  thy  love  my  spirit  cheer ; 
Be  my  Guide,  my  Guard,  my  Friend, 
Lead  me  to  my  journey's  end. 

Newtox. 

702.  Acts  16:  13. 

1  Heavenly  Spirit !  may  each  heart 

Through  these  sacred  hours  be  thine ; 
May  we  from  the  world  depart, 
Breathing  after  things  divine. 

2  Lead  us  forth  with  joy  and  peace, 

To  thy  temple,  in  thy  ways  ; 
And  when  this  sweet  day  shall  cease, 
May  its  sun  go  down  with  praise. 

Edmeston. 

703.  John  17:  9. 

1  Thine  forever  !  God  of  love, 
Hear  us  from  thy  throne  above ! 
Thine  forever  may  we  be, 
Here,  and  in  eternity ! 

2  Thine  forever !  oh,  how  blest 
They  who  find  in  thee  their  rest ! 
Saviour,  Guardian,  heavenly  Friend, 
Oh,  defend  us  to  the  end ! 

3  Thine  forever  !  Saviour,  keep 
These  thy  frail*  and  trembling  sheep; 
Safe  alone  beneath  thy  care, 

Let  us  all  thy  goodness  share. 

4  Thine  forever!  thou  our  Guide, — 
All  our  wants  by  thee  supplied, — 
All  our  sins  by  thee  forgiven,  — 
Lead  us,  Lord,  from  earth  to  heaven! 


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SWEETLAND.    C.  M. 


Arranged  from  KUCKEN. 


704.  Matt.  G:  10;  26:42. 

1  How  sweet  to  be  allowed  to  pray- 

To  God,  the  Holy  One ; 
With  filial  love  and  trust  to  say, 
«  0  God,  thy  will  be  done." 

2  We  in  these  sacred  words  can  find 

A  cure  for  every  ill ; 
They  calm  and  soothe  the  troubled  mind, 
And  bid  all  care  be  still. 

3  Oh,  let  that  will  which  gave  me  breath, 

And  an  immortal  soul, 
In  joy,  in  grief,  in  life  or  death, 
My  every  wish  control. 

4  Oh,  could  my  heart  thus  ever  pray, 

Thus  imitate  thy  Son  ! 
Teach  me,  0  God,  with  truth  to  say, 
"  Thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done." 

FOLLETT. 

705.  Coming  to  God. 

1  I  come  to  thee,  once  more,  my  God, 

No  longer  will  I  roam,  [through, 

For    I  have    sought     the    wide    world 
And  never  found  a  home. 

2  Oh,  bright  and  many  are  the  spots 

Where  I  have  built  a  nest, 
Yet  in  the  brightest  still  I  pined 
For  more  abiding  rest. 

3  Thou,  Lord,  hast   made  this  wondrous 

soul 

All  tbr  thyself  alone  ; 

Oh.  send  thy  sweet,  transforming  grace 

To  make  it  all  thine  own. 

Fabee. 


706.  Job  1:21. 

1  One  prayer  I  have  —  all  prayers  in  one. 

When  I  am  wholly  thine ; 
Thy  will,  my  God,  thy  will  be  done, 
And  let  that  will  be  mine. 

2  All-wise,  almighty,  and  all-good, 

In  thee  I  firmly  trust ; 
Thy  ways,  unknown  or  understood, 
Are  merciful  and  just. 

3  And  though  thy  wisdom  takes  away, 

Shall  I  arraign  thy  will  ? 
No,  let  me  bless  thy  name,  and  say, 
"  The  Lord  is  gracious  still." 

4  A  pilgrim  through  the  earth  I  roam, 

Of  nothing  long  possessed  ; 
And  all  must  fail  when  I  go  home, 
For  this  is  not  my  rest. 

Montgomery. 

707.  Psalm  133. 

1  Spirit  of  peace,  celestial  Dove, 

How  excellent  thy  praise  ! 
How  rich  the  gift  of  Christian  love 
Thy  gracious  power  displays ! 

2  Sweet  as  the  dew  on  hill  and  flower, 

That  silently  distils, 
At  evening's  soft  and  balmy  hour, 
On  Zion's  fruitful  hills. 

3  So,  with  mild  influence  from  above, 

Shall  promised  grace  descend; 

Till  universal  peace  and  love 

O'er  all  the  earth  extend. 

Lyte. 


Section  VII. 


THE  CHURCH  OF  CHRIST. 


(a.)  Church  divinely  founded.  GocFs  Dwelling- Place  and  Peculiar 
Care.  Catholic  and  True.  Christ  its  Corner-Stone.  Kingdom 
that  cannot  be  shaken.  Church's  Pilgrimage,  Love  of  the 
Church.      Glorious    Things  spoken  of  her. 

(£.)  The  Lords  Suffer.  Hymns  of  Consecration,  of  Covenant  Love, 
of  Christian  Fellowship  and  Greeting. 


(c.)  Baft  ism.      Offering  of  Children.     Pleading  the  Covenant  Pro 


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(d.)  The  Christian  Ministry.  Hymns  for  Ordination  a7id  Installation. 
Prayers  for  Pastors.  The  Death  of  Pastors.  Dedication 
Hymns. 

(c.)  Spread  of  the   Gospel.     Missionary  Hymns* 


'AS  CHRIST  ALSO  LOVED  THE  CHURCH,  AND  GAVE  HIMSELF  FOR 

'T,   THAT  HE  MIGHT  SANCTIFT  AND  CLEANSE  IT  WITH  THE 

WASHING     OF   WATER    BT  THE    WORD,     THAT  HE  MIGHT 

PRESENT  IT  TO  HIMSELF  A   GLORIOUS  CHURCH,  NOT 

HAVING  SPOT  OR  WRINKLE,   OR  ANT  SUCH  THING; 

BUT  THAT  IT  SHOULD  BE  HOLT  AND    WITHOUT 

BLEMISIir  -  Eph.  5  :  25-27. 

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708.  «  Behold  I  Lay  in  Sion  a  Chief  Corner- Stone. 

1  Christ  is  made  the  sure  Foundation, 

Christ  the  Head  and  Corner-Stone, 
Chosen  of  the  Lord,  and  precious, 

Binding  all  the  Church  in  one ; 
Holy  Sion's  help  forever, 

And  her  confidence  alone. 

2  All  that  dedicated  City, 

Dearly  loved  of  God  on  high, 
In  exultant  jubilation 

Pours  perpetual  melody; 
God  the  One  in  Three  adoring 

In  glad  hymns  eternally. 

3  To  this  Temple,  where  we  call  thee, 

Come,  0  Lord  of  Hosts,  today  ; 
With  thy  wonted  loving-kindness, 

Hear  thy  servants  as  they  pray  ; 
And  thy  fullest  benediction 

Shed  within  its  walls  alway. 


i  vjy .  Kew  Jerusalem. 

1  Glorious  city,  heavenly  Salem, 

Vision  dear  of  peace  and  love, 
Who  of  living  stones  art  builded 

In  the  height  of  heaven  above, 
And  with  angel  hosts  encircled, 

As  a  bride  to  earth  dost  move ; 

2  From  celestial  realms  descending, 

Bridal  glory  round  thee  shed, 
Meet  for  Him  whose  love  espoused  thee, 

To  thy  Lord  shalt  thou  be  led : 
All  thy  streets  nnd  all  thy  bulwarks 

Of  pure  gold  are  fashioned. 

3  Bright  thy  gates  of  pearl  are  shining; 

They  are  open  evermore; 
And  by  virtue  of  his  merits 

Thither  faithful  souls  do  soar, 
Who    for    Christ's    dear   name  in    this 
world 

Pain  and  tribulation  bore. 


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710.  Psalm  80. 

1  Great  Shepherd  of  thine  Israel, 
Who  didst  between  the  cherubs  dwell, 
And  lead  the  tribes,  thy  chosen  sheep, 
Safe  through  the  desert  and  the  deep : 

2  Thy  Church  is  in  the  desert  now  : 
Shine    from     on   high   and    guide    us 

through"; 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  restore; 
We  sli all  be  saved,  and  sigh  no  more. 

3  Hast  thou  not  planted  with  thy  hand 
A  lovely  vine  in  this  our  land  ? 

Did  not  thy  power  defend  it  round, 
And  heavenly  dew  enrich  the  ground  ? 

4  Return,  Almighty  God,  return! 

Nor  let  thy  bleeding  vineyard  mourn  : 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  restore ; 
We  shall  be  saved,  and  sigh  no  more. 

Watts. 
Til.  Christ's  Indwelling  Besought. 

1  Come,  dearest  Lord,  descend  and  dwell 

By  faith  and  love  in  every  breast ; 

Then  shall  we  know  and  taste  and  feel 

The  joys  that  cannot  be  expressed. 

2  Come,  fill  our  hearts  with  inward  strength, 

Make  our  enlarged  souls  possess, 
And  learn  the  height  and  breadth  and 
Length 
Of  thine  immeasurable  grace. 

3  Now  to  the  God  whose  power  can  do 

More  than  our  thoughts  and  wishes 
Be  everlasting  honors  done  [know, 

By  all  the  church,  through  Christ  his 

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712.  Isaiah  52:  1. 

1  Triumphant  Zion,  lift  thy  head 
From  dust  and  darkness  and  the  dead ; 
Though  humbled  long,  awake  at  length, 
And    gird    thee    with    thy    Saviour's 

strength. 

2  Put  all  thy  beauteous  garments  on, 
And  let  thy  various  charms  be  known ; 
The  world  thy  glories  shall  confess, 
Decked  in  the  robes  of  righteousness. 

3  No  more  shall  foes  unclean  invade, 
And  fill  thy  hallowed  walls  with  dread ; 
No  more  shall  hell's  insulting  host 
Their  victory  and  thy  sorrows  boast. 

4  God,  from  on  high,  thy  groans  will  hear ; 
His  hand  thy  ruins  shall  repair ; 

Nor  will  thy  watchful  Monarch  cease 
To  guard  thee  in  eternal  peace. 

Doddridge. 

T13.  "  Brethren,  pray  for  us." 

1  Father  of  mercies,  bow  thine  ear, 
Attentive  to  our  earnest  prayer  ; 

We  plead  for  those  who  plead  for  thee : 
Successful  pleaders  may  they  be. 

2  Clothe  thou  with  energy  divine   [thine; 
Their   words,  and    let    those  words  be 
Teach  them  immortal  souls  to  gain, 
Nor  let  them  labor,  Lord,  in  vain. 

3  Let  thronging  multitudes  around 
Hear  from  their  lips  the  joyful  sound; 
And    light  through   distant   realms  be 

spread, 

Till  Zion  rears  her  drooping  head. 

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714.  Psalm  27. 

1  The  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light, 

And  my  salvation,  too : 
God  is  m}r  strength,  nor  will  I  fear 
What  all  my  foes  can  do. 

2  One  privilege  my  heart  desires, 

Oh,  grant  me  an  abode 
Among  the  churches  of  thy  saints, 
The  temples  of  my  God. 

3  There  shall  I  offer  my  requests, 

And  see  thy  beauty  still ; 
Shall  hear  thy  messages  of  love, 
And  there  inquire  thy  will. 

4  When  troubles  rise,  and  storms  appear, 

There  may  his  children  hide  ; 
God  has  a  strong  pavilion,  where 
He  makes  my  soul  abide. 

5  Now  shall  my  head  be  lifted  high 

Above  my  foes  around  ; 
And  songs  of  joy  and  victory 
Within  thy  temple  sound. 

Watts. 

715 .  Christ  the  Head  of  the  Church. 

1  Our  Christ  hath  reached  his  heavenly 

seat, 
Through  sorrows  and  through  scars; 
The  golden  lamps  are  at  his  feet, 
And  in  his  hand  the  stars. 

2  0  Lord  of  life  and  truth  and  grace, 

Ere  nature  was  began  ! 
Make  welcome  to  our  erring  race 
Thy  Spirit  and  thy  Son. 


3  We  hail  the  Church,  built  high  o'er  all 

The  heathen's  rage  and  scoff; 
Thy  Providence  its  fenced  wall, 
"  The  Lamb  the  light  thereof." 

4  Oh,  may  he  walk  among  us  here, 

With  his  rebuke  and  love, 
A  brightness  o'er  this  lower  sphere, 
A  ray  from  worlds  above  ! 

FBQTH31TGHAM. 
716.  Psalm  132. 

1  Arise,  0  King  of  grace,  arise  ! 

And  enter  to  thy  rest; 
Lo  !  thy  church  waits  with  longing  eyes, 
Thus  to  be  owned  and  blest. 

2  Enter  with  all  thy  glorious  train, 

Thy  Spirit  and  thy  word  ; 
All  that  the  ark  did  once  contain 
Could  no  such  grace  afford. 

3  Here,  mighty  God,  accept  our  vows ; 

Here  let  thy  praise  be  spread ; 
Bless  the  provisions  of  thy  house, 
And  nil  thy  poor  with  bread. 

4  Here  let  the  Son  of  David  reign, 

Let  God's  Anointed  shine  ; 
Justice  and  truth  his  court  maintain, 
With  love  and  power  divine. 

5  Here  let  him  hold  a  lasting  throne, 

And  as  his  kingdom  grows, 
Fresh  honors  shall  adorn  his  crown, 
And  shame  confound  his  foes. 

Watts. 


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ill.  Ye  are  God's  Building. 

1  The  lovely  form  of  God's  own  Church, 

It  riseth  in  all  lands ; 
On  mountain  sides,  in  wooded  vales, 
And  by  the  desert  sands. 

2  Though  sects  and  factions  rule  the  world, 

Peace  is  its  heritage; 
Unchanged,  though  empires  by  it  pass, 
The  same  from  age  to  age. 

3  The  hallowed  form  our  fathers  built, 

That  hallowed  form  build  we  ; 
Let  not  one  stone  from  its  own  place 
Removed  ever  be ! 

4  Clear  voices  from  above  sound  out 

Their  blessing  on  the  pile  ; 
The  dead  beneath  support  our  hands, 
And  succor  us  the  while. 

5  Yea,  when  we  climb  the  rising  walls, 

Is  peace  and  comfort  given  ; 

Because  the  work  is  not  of  earth, 

But  hath  its  end  in  heaven. 

Alford. 

718.  Dan.  2:  44. 

1  On,  where  are  kings  and  empires  now, 

Of  old  that  went  and  came  ? 
But,  Lord,  thy  church  is  praying  yet, 
A  thousand  years  the  same. 

2  We  mark  her  goodly  battlements, 

And  her  foundations  strong  ; 
We  hear  within  the  solemn  voice 
Of  her  unending  song. 


3  For  not  like  kingdoms  of  the  world, 

Thy  holy  church,  0  God  !      [ing  her, 
Though  earthquake  shocks  are  threaten- 
And  tempests  are  abroad  ;  — 

4  Unshaken  as  eternal  hills, 

Immovable  she  stands, — 
A  mountain  that  shall  fill  the  earth, 
A  house  not  made  by  hands. 

A.  C.  COXE. 

719.  The  House  of  God. 

1  We  love  the  venerable  house 

Our  fathers  built  to  God ; 
In  heaven  are  kept  their  grateful  vows, 
Their  dust  endears  the  sod. 

2  Here  holy  thoughts  a  light  have  shed 

From  many  a  radiant  face ; 
And  prayers  of  tender  hope  have  spread 
A  perfume  through  the  place. 

3  From  humble  tenements  around 

Came  up  the  pensive  train  ; 
And  in  the  church  a  blessing  found, 
Which  filled  their  homes  again. 

4  They  live  with   God,  their  homes  are 

dust, 
But  here  their  children  pray, 
And  in  this  fleeting  lifetime  trust 
To  find  the  narrow  way. 

5  On  him  who  by  the  altar  stands, 

Lord,  let  thy  blessing  fall !     [mands, 
Speak  through   his  lips  thy  pure  com- 
Thou  Heart  that  lovest  all ! 

Emerson. 


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1  I  love  thy  kingdom,  Lord,  — 
The  house  of  thine  abode, 

The  Church  our  blest  Redeemer  saved 
With  his  own  precious  blood. 

2  I  love  thy  Church,  0  God  ! 
Her  walls  before  thee  stand, 

Dear  as  the  apple  of  thine  eye, 
And  graven  on  thy  hand. 

3  For  ber  my  tears  shall  fall, 
For  her  my  prayers  ascend  ; 

To  her  my  cares  and  toils  be  given,- 
Till  toils  and  cares  shall  end. 

4  Beyond  my  highest  joy 

I  prize  her  heavenly  ways, 
Her  sweet  communion,  solemn  vows, 
Her  hymns  of  love  and  praise. 

5  Jesus,  thou  Friend  divine, 
Our  Saviour  and  our  King, 

Thy  hand  from  every  snare  and  foe 
Shall  great  deliverance  bring. 

6  Sure  as  thy  truth  shall  last, 
To  Zion  shall  be  given 

The  brightest  glories  earth  can  yield, 
And  brighter  bliss  of  heaven. 

DWIGHT. 

721.  The  Pilgrim  Church. 

1       Far  down  the  ages  now, 
Much  of  her  journey  done, 
The  pilgrim  Church  pursues  her  way, 
Until  her  crown  be  won. 


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2  No  wider  is  the  gate, 
No  broader  is  the  way, 

No  smoother  is  the  ancient  path, 
That  leads  to  life  and  day. 

3  No  slacker  grows  the  fight, 
No  feebler  is  the  foe,    * 

Nor  less  the  need  of  armor  tried, 
Of  shield  and  spear  and  bow. 

4  Still  faithful  to  our  God, 
And  to  our  Captain  true,       0 

We  follow  where  he  leads  the  way, 
The  kingdom  in  our  view. 

BO>*AB. 

722.  Safety  of  the  Church. 

1  How  honored  is  the  place 
Where  we  adoring  stand ! 

Zion,  the  glory  of  the  earth, 
And  beauty  of  the  land. 

2  Bulwarks  of  grace  defend 
The  city  where  we  dwell ; 

While  walls  of  strong  salvation  made 
Defy  th'  assaults  of  hell. 

3  Here  taste  unmingled  joys, 
And  live  in  perfect  peace  ; 

You  that  have  known  Jehovah's  name, 
And  ventured  on  his  grace. 

4  Trust  in  the  Lord,  ye  saints, 
And  banish  all  your  fears  ; 

Strength  in  the  Lord  Jehovah  dwells, 
Eternal  as  his  years. 

Watts. 


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723 .  «£&»»,  City  of  our  God."  —  Psalm  87. 

1  Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 

Zion,  city  of  our  God ; 
He  whose  word  can  ne'er  be  broken 
Chose  thee  for  his  own  abode. 

2  Lord,  thy  Church  is  still  thy  dwelling, 

Still  is  precious  in  thy  sight ; 
Judah's  temple  far  excelling, 
Beaming  with  the  gospel's  light. 

3  On  the  Rock  of  Ages  founded, 

What  can  shake  her  sure  repose  ? 
With  salvation's  wall  surrounded, 
She  can  smile  at  all  her  foes. 

4  Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 

Zion,  city  of  our  God ; 
He  whose  word  can  ne'er  be  broken, 
Chose  thee  for  his  own  abode. 

Newton. 

724.  Cant.  2:  4. 

1  Jesus  spreads  his  banner  o'er  us, 

Cheers  our  famished  souls  with  food ; 
He  the  banquet  spreads  before  us, 
Of  his  mystic  flesh  and  blood. 

2  Precious  banquet,  bread  of  heaven, 

Wine  of  gladness,  flowing  free; 
May  we  taste  it,  kindly  given, 
In  remembrance,  Lord,  of  thee  ! 

3  In  thy  trial  and  rejection, 

In  thy  Bufferings  on  the  tree, 
In  thy  glorious  resurrection, 
May  we,  Lord,  remember  thee. 


725.  Psalm  127. 

1  Vainly  through  night's  weary  hours, 

Keep  we  watch,  lest  foes  alarm  ; 
Vain  our  bulwarks  and  our  towers, 
But  for  God's  protecting  arm. 

2  Vain  were  all  our  toil  and  labor, 

Did  not  God  that  labor  bless ; 
Vain,  without  his  grace  and  favor, 
Every  talent  we  possess. 

3  Vainer  still  the  hope  of  heaven, 

That  on  human  strength  relies  ; 
But  to  him  shall  help  be  given, 
Who  in  humble  faith  applies. 

4  Seek  we,  then,  the  Lord's  Anointed  ; 

He  shall  grant  us  peace  and  rest : 
Ne'er  was  suppliant  disappointed, 
Who  to  Christ  his  prayer  addressed. 

Lyje. 

7  2JO.  Communion. 

1  While  in  sweet  communion  feeding 

On  this  earthly  bread  and  wine, 
Saviour,  may  we  sec  thee  bleeding 
On  the  cross,  to  make  us  thine. 

2  Though  unseen,  now  be  thou  near  us, 

With  the  still  small  voice  of  love; 
Whispering  words  of  peace  to  cheer  us, 
Every  doubt  and  fear  remove. 

3  Bring  before  us  all  the  story 

Of  thy  life  and  death  of  woo  ; 
And,  with  hopes  of  endless  glory, 
Wean  our  hearts  from  all  below. 


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1  Many  centuries  have  fled 

Since  our  Saviour  broke  the  bread, 
And  this  sacred  feast  ordained, 
Ever  by  his  Church  retained : 
Those  his  body  who  discern 
Thus  shall  meet  till  his  return. 

2  Through  the  Church's  long  eclipse, 
When,  from  priest  or  pastor's  lips, 
Truth  divine  was  never  heard,  — 
'Mid  the  famine  of  the  word, 

Still  these  symbols  witness  gave 
To  his  love  who  died  to  save. 

3  All  who  bear  the  Saviour's  name 
Here  their  common  faith  proclaim ; 
Though  diverse  in  tongue  or  rite, 
Here,  one  body  to  unite ; 
Breaking  thus  one  mystic  bread, 
Members  of  one  common  Head. 

4  Come,  the  blessed  emblems  share, 
Which  the  Saviour's  death  declare ; 
Come,  on  truth  immortal  feed ; 
For  his  flesh  is  meat  indeed  : 
Saviour !  witness  with  the  sign 
That  our  ransomed  souls  are  thine. 

GOKDEB. 

728.  Psalm  67. 

1  God  of  mercy,  God  of  grace  ! 
Show  the  brightness  of  thy  face  : 
Shine  upon  us,  Saviour !  shine, 
Fill  thy  Church  with  light  divine, 
And  thy  saving  health  extend 
To  the  earth's  remotest  end. 


2  Let  the  people  praise  thee,  Lord ! 
Be  by  all  that  live  adored : 

Let  the  nations  shout  and  sing, 
Glory  to  their  Saviour  King ; 
At  thy  feet  their  tribute  pay, 
And  thy  holy  will  obey. 

3  Let  the  people  praise  thee,  Lord ! 
Earth  shall  then  her  fruits  afford ; 
God  to  man  his  blessing  give ; 
Man  to  God  devoted  live  ; 

All  below,  and  all  above, 
One  in  joy  and  light  and  love. 

Lyte. 

I  <^C7.  Gethsemane. 

1  Go  to  dark  Gethsemane, 

Ye  that  feel  the  tempter's  power, 
Your  Redeemer's  conflict  see, 

Watch  with  him  one  bitter  hour : 
Turn  not  from  his  griefs  away, 
Learn  of  Jesus  Christ  to  pray. 

2  Follow  to  the  judgment-hall, 

View  the  Lord  of  life  arraigned: 
Oh,  the  wormwood  and  the  gall ! 

Oh,  the  pangs  his  soul  sustained  ! 
Shun  not  suffering,  shame,  or  loss; 
Learn  of  him  to  bear  the  cross. 

3  Calv'ry's  mournful  mountain  climb  ; 

There,  adoring  at  his  feet, 
Mark  that  miracle  of  time, 

God's  own  sacrifice  complete  ! 
"  It  is  finished,"  hear  him  cry  ; 
Learn  of  Jesus  Christ  to  die. 

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T 30 .  Meet,  and  remember  Me ! "  —  Luke  22 :  19. 

1  If  human  kindness  meets  return, 

And  owns  the  grateful  tie  ; 
If  tender  thoughts  within  us  burn, 
To  feel  a  friend  is  nigh  ;  — 

2  Oh,  shall  not  warmer  accents  tell 

The  gratitude  we  owe 
To  Him  who  died  our  fears  to  quell  — 
Our  more  than  orphan's  woe  ? 

3  While  yet  in  anguish  he  surveyed 

Those  pangs  he  would  not  flee, 
What  love  his  latest  words  displayed : 
"  Meet  and  remember  me  ! " 

4  Remember  thee  —  thy  death,  thy  shame  ! 

Our  sinful  hearts  to  share  ! 

O  memory !  leave  no  other  name 

But  his  recorded  there. 

Noel. 

731.  Luke  22. -19. 

1  According  to  thy  gracious  word, 

In  meek  humility, 
This  will  I  do,  my  dying  Lord, 
I  will  remember  thee. 

2  Thy  body,  broken  for  my  sake, 

My  bnad  from  heaven  shall  be  ; 
Thy  testamental  cup  I  take, 
And  thus  remember  thee. 

.3  Gethsemane   can  I  forget  ? 
Or  there  thy  conflict  see, 
Thine  agony  and  bloody  sweat, 
And  not  remember  thee  ? 


4  When  to  the  cross  I  turn  mine  eyes, 

And  rest  on  Calvary, 
0  Lamb  of  God,  my  sacrifice  ! 
I  must  remember  thee  ;  — 

5  Remember  thee,  and  all  thy  pains, 

And  all  thy  love  to  me  ; 
Yea,  while  a  breath,  a  pulse  remains, 
Will  I  remember  thee. 

6  And  when  these  failing  lips  grow  dumb, 

And  mind  and  memory  flee, 

When  thou  shalt  in  thy  kingdom  corno 

Then,  Lord,  remember  me  ! 

Montgomery. 

732.  Jer.  31:  3. 

1  How  sweet  and  awful  is  the  place, 

With  Christ  within  the  doors  ; 
While  everlasting  love  displays 
The  choicest  of  her  stores  ! 

2  While  all  our  hearts,  and  all  our  songs, 

Join  to  admire  the  feast, 
Each  of  us  cries,  with  thankful  tongues, 
"  Lord,  why  was  I  a  guest  ? 

3  "  Why  was  I  made  to  hear  thy  voice, 

And  enter  while  there's  room, 
When  thousands  make  a  wretched  choice, 
And  rather  starve  than  come  ?" 

4  'Twas  the  same  love  that  spread  the  feast 

That  sweetly  drew  us  in  ; 
Else  we  had  still  refused  to  taste, 
And  perished  in  our  sin. 

Watts. 


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733.  Lord's  Table. 

1  Lord  !  at  thy  table  I  behold 

The  wonders  of  thy  grace  ; 
But  most  of  all  admire  that  I 
Should  find  a  welcome  place. 

2  What  strange,  surprising  grace  is  this, 

That  such  a  soul  has  room ! 
My  Saviour  takes  me  by  the  hand, 
My  Jesus  bids  me  come. 

3  Ye  saints  below  and  hosts  of  heaven, 

Join  all  your  praising  powers ; 
No  theme  is  like  redeeming  love, 
No  Saviour  is  like  ours. 

4  Had  I  ten  thousand  hearts,  dear  Lord, 

I'd  give  them  all  to  thee ; 
Had  I  ten  thousand  tongues,  they  all 
Should  join  the  harmony. 

Stennett. 

734.  "A  Good  Profession  before  many  Witnesses." 

ITim.  6:  13. 

1  Witness,  ye  men  and  angels,  now 

Before  the  Lord  we  speak ; 
To  him  we  make  our  solemn  vow, — 
A  vow  we  dare  not  break  :  — 

2  That,  long  as  life  itself  shall  last, 

Ourselves  to  Christ  we  yield  ; 
Nor  from  his  cause  will  we  depart, 
Or  ever  quit  the  field. 

3  We  trust  not  in  our  native  strength, 

But  on  his  grace  rely, 
That  with  returning  wants  the  Lord 
Will  all  our  need  supply. 

4  Oh,  guide  our  doubtful  feet  aright, 

And  keep  us  in  thy  ways  ; 
And  while  we  turn  our  vows  to  prayers, 
Turn  thou  our  prayers  to  praise  ! 

Beddome. 

7oO.  Preparation  for  Communion. 

1  Prepare  us,  Lord,  to  view  thy  cross, 

AVI  10  all  our  griefs  hast  borne  ; 
To  look  on  thee  whom  we  have  pierced, 
To  look  on  thee,  and  mourn. 

2  While  thus  we  mourn,  we  would  rejoice, 

And,  as  thy  cross  we  see, 
Let  each  exclaim  in  faith  and  hope,  — 
"  The  Saviour  died  for  me ! " 


73d.  Commu)iio7i. 

1  0  God,  unseen  yet  ever  near, 

Thy  presence  may  we  feel ; 
And,  thus  inspired  with  holy  fear, 
Before  thine  altar  kneel ! 

2  We  come,  obedient  to  th}'  word, 

To  feast  on  heavenly  food  ; 
Our  meat,  the  body  of  the  Lord, 
Our  drink,  his  precious  blood. 

3  Thus  nwiy  we  all  thy  words  obey, 

For  we,  O  God,  are  thine ; 
And  go  rejoicing  on  our  way, 
Renewed  with  strength  divine. 

737.  Isaiah  49:  15. 

1  A  mother  may  forgetful  be, 

For  human  love  is  frail ; 
But  thy  Creator's  love  to  thee, 
0  Zion,  cannot  fail. 

2  No,  thy  dear  name  engraven  stands, 

In  characters  of  love, 
On  thy  almighty  Father's  hands, 
And  never  shall  remove. 

3  Before  his  ever- watchful  eye 

Thy  mournful  state  appears, 
And  every  groan,  and  every  sigh, 
Divine  compassion  hears. 

4  0  Zion,  learn  to  doubt  no  more, 

Be  every  fear  suppressed ; 
Unchanging  trutli  and  love  and  power 
Dwell  in  thy  Saviour's  breast. 

Mbs.  Steele. 

738.  Psalm  103:  17,18. 

1  O  Lord,  thy  covenant  is  sure 

To  all  who  fear  thy  name ; 
Thy  mercies  age  on  age  endure, 
Eternally  the  same. 

2  In  thee  our  fathers  put  their  trust ; 

Thy  ways  they  humbly  trod  ; 
Honored  and  sacred  is  their  dust, 
And  still  they  live  to  God. 

3  Heirs  in   their  faith,  their  hope,  their 

prayer, 
We  the  same  path  pursue  ; 
Entail  the  blessing  to  our  heirs  ; 
Lord,  show  thy  promise  true. 

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"  Joy  in  the  Atonement" 


Sion's  daughter,  weep  no  more, 
Though  thy  troubled  heart  be  sore  ; 
lie  of  whom  the  Psalmist  sung, 
He  who  woke  the  Prophet's  tongue,  - 
Christ,  the  Mediator  blest,  — 
Brings  thee  everlasting  rest. 

In  a  garden  man  became 

Heir  of  sin  and  death  and  shame  ; 

Jesus  in  a  garden  wins 

Life  and  pardon  for  our  sins  ; 

Through  his  hour  of  agony, 

Praying  in  Gethsemane. 

There  for  us  he  intercedes  ; 
There  with  God  the  Father  pleads  ; 
Willing  there  for  us  to  drain 
To  the  dregs  the  cup  of  pain, 
That,  in  everlasting  day, 
He  may  wipe  our  tears  away. 

Therefore  to  his  name  be  given 
Glory,  both  in  earth  and  heaven ; 
To  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 
And  the  Spirit,  three  in  One, 
Honor,  praise,  and  glory  be, 
Now,  and  tli rough  eternity. 

Monks'  Coll. 


740.  Love  to  air ist. 

1  Resting  from  his  work  to-day 
In  the  tomb  the  Saviour  lay ; 
Still  he  slept,  from  head  to  feet, 
Shrouded  in  the  winding-sheet, 
Lying  in  the  rock  alone, 
Hidden  by  the  sealed  stone. 

2  Late  at  evening  there  was  seen, 
Watching  long,  the  Magdalene ! 
Early,  ere  the  break  of  day, 
Sorrowful  she  took  her  way 

To  the  holy  garden  glade 
Where  her  buried  Lord  was  laid. 

.3  So,  with  thee,  till  life  shall  end, 
I  would  solemn  vigil  spend  : 
Let  me  hew  thee,  Lord,  a  shrine 
In  this  rocky  heart  of  mine, 
Where,  in  pure,  embalmed  cell, 
Thou  and  thou  alone  shall  dwell. 

I  Myrrh  and  spices  will  I  bring, 
True  affection's  offering ; 
Close  the  door  from  sight  and  sound 
Of  the  busy  world  around  ; 
And  in  patient  watch  remain 
Till  my  Lord  appear  again. 

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741.  .Bread  q/"  Heaven. 

1  Bread  of  heaven  !  on  thee  we  feed, 
For  thy  flesh  is  meat  indeed : 
Ever  let  our  souls  be  fed 

With  this  true  and  living  bread  ! 

2  Vine  of  heaven  !  thy  blood  supplies 
This  blest  cup  of  sacrifice  : 

Lord  !  thy  wounds  our  healing  give, 
To  thy  cross  we  look  and  live. 

3  Day  by  day  with  strength  supplied, 
Through  the  life  of  him  who  died, 
Lord  of  life  !  oh,  let  us  be 
Rooted,  grafted,  built  on  thee ! 

CONDEE. 
'42.  Ruthl:  16. 

1  People  of  the  living  God, 

I  have  sought  the  world  around, 
Paths  of  sin  and  sorrow  trod, 

Peace  and  comfort  nowhere  found. 

2  Xow  to  you  my  spirit  turns,  — 

Turns,  a  fugitive  unblest ; 
Brethren  !  where  your  altar  burns, 
Oh,  receive  me  into  rest ! 

3  Lonely  I  no  longer  roam, 

Like  the  cloud,  the  wind,  the  wave 
Where  you  dwell  shall  be  my  home, 
"Where  you  die  shall  be  my  grave. 

4  Mine  the  God  whom  you  adore, 

Your  Redeemer  shall  be  mine  j 
Earth  can  fill  my  soul  no  more, 
Every  idol  I  resign. 

MOKTQOMEEY. 


i^*^'  Joy  in  Praise. 

1  Joyful  be  the  hours  to-day ; 

Joyful  let  the  season  be ; 
Let  us  sing,  for  well  we  may : 
Jesus  !  we  will  sing  of  thee. 

2  Should  thy  people  silent  be, 

Then  the  very  stones  would  sing: 
What  a  debt  we  owe  to  thee, 

Thee,  our  Saviour,  thee  our  King ! 

3  Joyful  are  we  now  to  own, 

Rapture  thrills  us  as  we  trace 
All  the  deeds  thy  love  hath  done, 
All  the  riches  of  thy  grace. 

4  'Tis  thy  grace  alone  can  save  ; 

Every  blessing  comes  from  thee, 
All  we  have  and  hope  to  have, 
All  we  are  and  hope  to  be. 

5  Thine  the  name  to  sinners  dear ! 

Thine  the  name  all  names  before ! 
Blessed  here  and  everywhere  ; 
Blessed  now  and  evermore  ! 

Kelly. 
744.  Matt.  5:  3. 

1  When,  my  Saviour,  shall  I  be 
Perfectly  resigned  to  thee  ? 
Poor  and  vile  in  mine  own  eyes, 
Only  in  thy  wisdom  wise  ? 

2  Fully  in  my  life  express 
All  the  heights  of  holiness  ? 
Sweetly  let  my  spirit  prove 
All  the  depths  of  humble  love. 

C.  Wesley. 


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745.  2  Cor.  4:10. 

1  0  my  Saviour  crucified, 
Near  thy  cross  may  I  abide, 
There  to  gaze  with  steadfast  eye 
On  thy  dying  agony. 

2  Jesus  bruised  and  put  to  shame, 
Tells  me  all  the  Father's  name ; 
God  is  love,  I  surely  know 

By  my  Saviour's  depths  of  woe. 

3  In  his  sinless  soul's  distress, 
I  behold  my  guiltiness  ; 
Oh,  how  vile  my  low  estate, 
Since  my  ransom  was  so  great ! 

4  Dwelling  on  Mount  Calvary, 
Contrite  shall  my  spirit  be  ; 
Rest  and  holiness  shall  find, 
Fashioned  like  my  Saviour's  mind. 

746.  Acts  2:  16. 

1  Fount  of  everlasting  love  ! 

Rich  thy  streams  of  mercy  are ; 
Flowing  purely  from  above, 

Beauty  marks  their  course  afar. 

2  Lo  !  thy  Church,  athirst  and  faint, 

Drinks  the  full,  refreshing  tide  ; 
Thou  hast  heard  her  sad  complaint, 
Floods  of  grace  are  sweeping  wide  ! 

3  God  of  merry,  to  thy  throne 

Now  our  i'crvent  thanks  we  bring ; 


Thine  the  glor}^  thine  alone, 
Joyous  praise  to  thee  we  sing. 

4  While  we  lift  our  grateful  song, 
Let  thy  Spirit  still  descend  ; 
Roll  the  tide  of  grace  along, 

Widening,  deepening,  to  the  end ! 

Ray  Palmer. 

747.  "  Hear  my  Cry." 

1  Thou  who  didst  on  Calvary  bleed, 
Thou  who  dost  for  sinners  plead, 
Help  me  in  my  time  of  need, 

Jesus,  Saviour,  hear  my  cry  ! 

2  In  my  darkness  and  my  grief, 
With  my  heart  of  unbelief, 

I,  who  am  of  sinners  chief, 
Jesus,  lift  to  thee  mine  eye  ! 

3  Foes  without  and  fears  within, 
With  no  plea  thy  grace  to  win, 
But  that  thou  canst  save  from  sin, 

Jesus,  to  thy  cross  I  fly ! 

4  There,  on  thee  I  cast  my  care, 
There,  to  thee  I  raise  1113-  prayer, 
Jesus,  save  me  from  despair, 

Save  me,  save  me,  or  I  die  ! 

5  When  the  storms  of  trial  lower, 
When  I  feel  temptation's  power, 
In  the  last  and  darkest  hour, 

Jesus,  Saviour,  be  thou  nigh  ! 


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T4o.  Communion. 

1  0  Jesus,  bruised  and  wounded  more 

Than  bursted  grape,  or  bread  of  wheat, 
The  Life  of  life  within  our  souls, 
The  cup  of  our  salvation  sweet ! 

2  We  come  to  show  thy  dying  hour, 

Thy  streaming  vein,  thy  broken  flesh  ; 
And  still  that  blood  is  warm  to  save, 
And   still   thy   fragrant  wounds  are 
fresh. 

3  Let  nevermore  our  sinful  souls 

The  anguish  of  thy  cross  renew  ; 
Nor  forge  again  the  cruel  nails 

That  pierced  thy  victim  body  through. 

4  Come,  Bread  of  heaven,  to  feed  our  souls, 

And  with  thee,  Jesus,  enter  in ! 
Come,  Wine  of  God  !  and  as  we  drink 
His  precious  blood,  wash  out  our  sin ! 

Y4c7.  Communion. 

1  Jesus,  thou  everlasting  King ! 
Accept  the  tribute  which  we  bring ; 
Accept  the  well-deserved  renown, 
And  wear  our  praises  as  thy  crown. 

2  Let  every  act  of  worship  be 
Like  our  espousals,  Lord,  to  thee ; 
Like  the  dear  hour  when  from  above 
We  first  received  thy  pledge  of  love. 

3  The  gladness  of  that  happy  day, 

Our  hearts  would  wish  it  long  to  stay ; 
Nor  let  our  faith  forsake  its  hold, 
N or  comfort  sink,  nor  love  grow  cold. 


4  Each  following  minute,  as  it  flies, 
Increase  thy  praise,  improve  our  joys, 
Till  we  are  raised  to  sing  thy  name, 
At  the  great  supper  of  the  Lamb. 

Watts. 

ToO.      "  Tliis  do  in  Remembrance  of  Me." 

1  At  thy  command,  our  dearest  Lord, 

Here  we  attend  thy  dying  feast ; 
Thy  blood,  like  wine,  adorns  thy  board, 
And  thine  own  flesh  feeds  every  guest. 

2  Our  faith  adores  thy  bleeding  love, 

And  trusts  for  life  in  One  that  died ; 
We  hope  for  heavenly  crowns  above, 
From  a  Bedeemer  crucified. 

3  Let  the  vain  world  pronounce  it  shame, 

And  fling  their  scandals  on  the  cause ; 
We  come  to  boast  our  Saviour's  name, 
And  make  our  triumphs  in  his  cross. 

4  With  joy  we  tell  the  scoffing  age, 

He  that  was  dead  has  left  his  tomb ; 
He  lives  above  their  utmost  rage, 
And  we  are  waiting  till  he  come. 

Watts. 

Tol.  Prayer  for  Purification. 

1  We  pray  thee,  wounded  Lamb  of  God, 
Cleanse  us  in  thine  atoning  blood  ; 
Grant  us,  by  faith,  to  view  thy  cross, 
Then  life  or  death  is  gain  to  us. 

2  Take  our  poor  hearts,  and  let  them  be 
Forever  closed  to  all  but  thee  ; 

Seal  thou  our  breasts,  and  let  us  wear 
That  pledge  of  love  forever  there. 


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752.  Matt.  26:29. 

1  Here,  0  my  Lord,  I  see  thee  face  to  face ; 

Here   would    I    touch    and    handle 

things  unseen ; 
Here  grasp  with  firmer  hand  the  eternal 

grace, 
And  all  my  weariness  upon  thee  lean. 

2  Here  would  I  feed  upon  the  bread  of 

God;> 

Here  drink  with  thee*  the  royal  wine 
of  heaven ; 
Here  would  I  lay  aside  eachearthly  load  ; 

Here  taste  afresh  the  calm  of  sin  for- 
given. 

3  Too  soon  we  rise ;  the  symbols  disappear; 

The    feast,    though    not   the   love,  is 

passed  and  gone ; 
The  bread  and  wine  remove,  but  thou 

art  here,  — 
Nearer  than  ever,  —  still    my  Shield 

and  Sun. 

4  Feast  after  feast  thus  comes  and  passes 

by; 
Yet,  passing,  points  to  the  glad  feast 

above, 
Giving  sweet  foretaste  of  the  festal  joy, 
The  Lamb's  great  bridal  feast  of  bliss 

and  love. 

BONAR. 

753.  The  Holy  Catholic  Church. 

1  The  Church  of  Christ,  which  he  hath 
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The  church  is  one  in  Jesus  Christ  her 

Lord. 

2  O  Spirit  of  the  Lord !  all  life  is  thine  ! 
Come,    fill   thy    Church  with   life    and 

power  divine  ! 
Let  all  the  sons  of  men  be  born  of  thee, 
And   spread    thy   knowledge   like    the 
boundless  sea ! 

A.  G.  Spangenburg,  1747. 

7o4.  Death  of  a  Minister. 

1  Go  to  the  grave  in  all  thy  glorious  prime, 

In  full  activity  of  zeal  and  power ; 
Thou  art  not  called   away  before   thy 
time; 
The   Lord's  appointment  is  the  ser- 
vant's hour. 

2  Go  to  the  grave ;  at   noon  from   labor 

cease ; 
Rest  on  thy  sheaves,  thy  harvest-task 

is  done ; 
Come  from  the  heat  of  battle,  and  in 

peace, 
Soldier,  go  home ;  with  thee  the  fight 

is  won. 

3  Go  to  the  grave ;  for  there  the  Saviour 

lay 
In  death's  embraces  ere  he  rose  on 
high  ; 
And  all  the  ransomed,  by  that  narrow 
way, 
Pass  to  eternal  life  beyond  the  sky. 
Montgomery. 


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TOO.  Hy  m  n  of  Co  n  secration. 

1  Oh,  happy  day,  that  fixed  my  choice 

On  thee,  my  Saviour,  and  my  God  ! 
Well  may  this  glowing  heart  rejoice, 
And  tell  its  raptures  all  abroad. 

2  Oh,  happy  bond,  that  seals  my  vows 

To  him  who  merits  all  my  love  ! 
Let  cheerful  anthems  fill  his  house, 
While  to  that  sacred  shrine  I  move. 

3  'Tis  done,  the  great  transaction's  done ; 

I  am  my  Lord's  and  he  is  mine  : 
He  drew  me,  and  I  followed  on, 

Charmed  to  confess  the  voice  divine. 

4  Now,  rest,  my  long-divided  heart ! 

Fixed  on  this  blissful  centre,  rest ; 
With  ashes  who  would  grudge  to  part, 
When  called  on  angel's  bread  to  feast. 

5  High  heaven,  that  heard  the  solemn  vow, 

That  vow  renewed  shall  daily  hear ; 
Till  in  life's  latest  hour  I  bow, 

And  bless  in  death  a  bond  so  dear. 
Doddridge. 

756.  TJie  Lord's  Supper. 

1  'Twas  on  that  dark,  that  doleful  night, 

When  powers  of  earth  and  hell  arose 
Against  the  Son  of  God's  delight, 

And  friends  betrayed  him  to  his  foes. 

2  Before  the  mournful  scene  began, 

He  took   the  bread,  and  blessed  and 

brake ; 
What  love  through  all  his  actions  ran ! 
What  wondrous  words  of    grace   he 

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3  "This  is  my  body  broke  for  sin; 

Receive  and  eat  the  living  food  ;" 
Then  took  the  cup  and  blessed  the  wine  ; 
"  'Tis  the  new  cov'nant  in  my  blood." 

4  "  Do  this,"  he  cried,  "  till  time  shall  end,. 

In  mem'ry  of  your  dying  Friend  ; 
Meet  at  my  table  and  record 

The  love  of  your  departed  Lord." 

5  Jesus  !  thy  feast  we  celebrate  ; 

We  show  thy  death,  we  sing  thy  name, 
Till  thou  return,  and  we  shall  eat 
The  marriage- supper  of  the  Lamb. 

Waits.. 

T  O  T .         Welcome  to  Christian  FeUowsh  ip . 

1  Come  in,  thou  blessed  of  our  God,. 

In  Jesus'  name  we  bid  thee  come  ; 
Xo  more  thy  feet  shall  roam  abroad, 
Henceforth      a     brother,  —  welcome- 
home. 

2  Those  joys  which  earth  cannot  afford, 

We'll  seek  in  fellowship  to  prove, 
Joined  in  one  spirit  to  our  Lord, 
Together  bound  by  mutual  love. 

3  And  while  we  pass  this  vale  of  tears, 

We'll    make    our  joj's    and   sorrow* 
known ; 
We'll  share  each  other's  hopes  and  fears, 
And  count  a  brother's  cares  our  own. 

4  Once  more  our  welcome  we  repeat ; 

Receive  assurance  of  our  love  ; 
Oh,  may  we  all  together  meet 
Around  the  throne  of  God  above. 

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Communion.  — Mark  14:  24. 


1  Blest  feast  of  love  divine  ! 
'Tis  grace  that  makes  us  free 

To  feed  upon  this  bread  and  wine, 
In  memory,  Lord,  of  thee! 

2  That  blood  which  flowed  for  sin, 
In  symbol  here  we  see, 

And  feel  the  blessed  pledge  within, 
That  we  are  loved  of  thee. 

3  Oh,  if  this  glimpse  of  love 
Be  so  divinely  sweet, 

What  will  it  be,  O  Lord,  above, 
Thy  gladdening  smile  to  meet  ? 

4  To  see  thee  face  to  face, 
Thy  perfect  likeness  wear, 

And  all  thy  ways  of  wondrous  grace 
Through  endless  years  declare  ! 

Toy.  Bap  tism. 

1  Great  God,  now  condescend 
To  bless  our  rising  race  ; 

Soon  may  their  willing  spirits  bend, 
The  subjects  of  thy  grace. 

2  Oh,  what  a  pure  delight 
Their  happiness  to  see; 

Our  wannest  wishes  all  unite 
To  lead  their  souls  to  thee. 

3  Now  bless,  thou  God  of  love, 
This  ordinance  divine  ; 

Send  thy  good  Spirit  from  above. 

And  make  these  children  thine. 

Fellows. 


760.  Acts  2:  39. 

1  Our  children  thou  dost  claim, 
0  Lord,  our  God,  as  thine : 

Ten  thousand  blessings  to  thy  name 
For  goodness  so  divine  ! 

2  Thee  let  the  fathers  own, 
Thee  let  the  sons  adore  ; 

Joined  to  the  Lord  in  solemn  vows. 
To  be  forgot  no  more. 

3  How  great  thy  mercies,  Lord  ! 
How  plenteous  is  thy  grace, 

Which,  in  the  promise  of  thy  love, 
Includes  our  rising  race  ! 

4  Our  offspring,  still  thy  care, 
Shall  own  their  fathers'  God  ! 

To  latest  times  thy  blessings  share, 
And  sound  thy  praise  abroad. 

761.  Matt.  19:  14. 

1  The  Saviour  kindly  calls 
Our  children  to  his  breast ; 

He  folds  them  in  his  gracious  arms, 
Himself  declares  them  blest. 

2  "  Let  them  approach."  he  cries, 
"  Nor  scorn  their  humble  claim  ; 

The  heirs  of  heaven  arc  such  as  these; 
For  such  as  these  I  came." 

3  With  joy  we  bring  them,  Lord, 
Devoting  them  to  thee, 

Imploring  that,  as  we  are  thine, 
Thine  may  our  offspring  be. 


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762.  CM.    Beauty  of  Early  Piety. 

1  By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 

How  sweet  the  lily  grows ; 
How  sweet  the  breath  beneath  the  hill 
Of  Sharon's  dewy  rose  ! 

2  Lo !  such  the  child  whose  early  feet 

The  paths  of  peace  have  trod, 
Whose    secret    heart,   with    influence 
sweet, 
Is  upward  drawn  to  God. 

3  By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 

The  lily  must  decay ; 
The  rose  that  blooms  beneath  the  hill 
Must  shortly  fade  away. 

4  And  soon,  too  soon,  the  wintry  hour 

Of  man's  maturer  age 
Will  shake  the  soul  with  sorrow's  power, 
And  stormy  passions  rage. 

5  0  thou  who  givest  life  and  breath, 

We  seek  thy  grace  alone, 
In  childhood,  manhood,  age,  and  death, 
To  keep  us  still  thine  own. 

Hebeb. 

763.  C.   M.  Matt.  19:  14. 

1  See  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  stand 

With  all-engaging  charms  ; 
Hark,  how  he  calls  the  tender  lambs, 
And  folds  them  in  his  arms  ! 

2  "  Permit  them  to  approach,"  he  cries, 

"  Nor  scorn  their  humble  name  ; 
For  'twas  to  bless  such  souls  as  these, 
The  Lord  of  angels  came." 

3  We  bring  them,  Lord,  in  thankful  hands, 

And  yield  them  up  to  thee ; 
Joyful  that  we  ourselves  are  thine,  — 
Thine  let  our  offspring  be. 

DODDRIDGE, 

764.  L.    M.   Prayer  for  Pastor. 

1  With  heavenly  power,  O  Lord,  defend 
Him  whom  we  now  to  thee  commend  ; 
Thy  faithful  messenger  secure, 

And  make  him  to  the  end  endure. 

2  Gird  him  with  all-sufficient  grace; 
Direct  his  feet  in  paths  of  peace ; 
Thy  truth  and  faithfulness  fulfil, 
And  arm  him  to  obey  thy  will. 

Note.  -  The  hymns  on  this  page,  with  one  exception, 
be  found  on  pages  298,  191,  and  142. 


765.  C.   M.   Gen.  17:7.    Rom.  15:  8. 

1  How  large  the  promise,  how  divine, 

To  Abra'm  and  his  seed  !  — 
"  I'll  be  a  God  to  thee  and  thine, 
Supplying  all  their  need." 

2  The  words  of  his  extensive  love 

From  age  to  age  endure ; 
The  angel  of  the  cov'nant  proves, 
And  seals  the  blessing  sure. 

3  Jesus  the  ancient  faith  confirms, 

To  our  great  fathers  given  ; 
He  takes  young  children  to  his  arms, 
And  calls  them  heirs  of  heaven. 

4  Our  God,  how  faithful  are  his  ways  ! 

His  love  endures  the  same ; 
Nor  from  the  promise  of  his  grace, 
Blots  out  the  children's  name. 

Watts. 

766.  C.   M.    Consecration  of  Children. 

1  Our  children,     Lord !    in     faith    and 

prayer, 
We  now  devote  to  thee ; 
Let  them  thy  cov'nant  mercies  share, 
And  thy  salvation  see. 

2  In  early  days  their  hearts  secure 

From  worldly  snares,  we  pray ; 
And  let  them  to  the  end  endure 
In  every  righteous  way. 

3  Grant  us  before  them,  Lord,  to  live 

In  holy  faith  and  fear ; 
And  then  to  heaven  our  souls  remove, 
And  bring  our  children  there. 

BlCKERSTETH'S    COLL. 

767.  C    M.    Covenant  Hymn. 

1  Come,  let  us  join  our  souls  to  God, 

In  everlasting  bands ; 
And  seize  the  blessings  he  bestows, 
With  eager  hearts  and  hands. 

2  Come,  let  us  seal  without  delay 

The  cov'nant  of  his  grace ; 
Nor  shall  the  years  of  distant  life 
Its  memory  efface. 

3  Thus  may  our  rising  offspring  haste 

To  seek  their  fathers'  God ; 
Nor  e'er  forsake  the  happy  path 
Their  youthful  feet  have  trod. 

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768.  Matt.  9:38. 

1  Lord  of  the  harvest !  hear 

Thy  needy  servants  cry ; 
Answer  our  faith's  effectual  prayer, 

And  all  our  wants  supply. 
On  thee  we  humbly  wait ; 

Our  wants  are  in  thy  view; 
The  harvest  truly,  Lord,  is  great, 

The  laborers  are  few. 

2  Convert  and  send  forth  more 

Into  thy  Church  abroad; 
And  let  them  speak  thy  word  of  power, 

As  workers  with  their  God. 
Give  the  pure  Gospel-word, 

The  word  of  general  grace; 
Tine  lei  them  preach,  the  common  Lord, 

The  Saviour  of  our  race. 

3  Oh,  let  them  spread  thy  name ; 

Their  mission  fully  prove; 
Thy  universal  grace  proclaim, 

Thy  all-redeeming  love. 
On  all  mankind,  forgiven, 

Empower  them  still  to  call, 
And  tell  each  creature  under  heaven 
That  thou  hast  died  for  all. 

C.   WK8L.EY. 


769.  Isaiah  52:  7. 

1  How  beauteous  are  their  feet 

Who  stand  on  Zion's  hill ! 
"Who  bring  salvation  on  their  tongues, 

And  words  of  peace  reveal ! 
How  charming  is  their  voice  ! 

How  sweet  the  tidings  are  ! 
"  Zion,  behold  thy  Saviour,  King ; 

He  reigns  and  triumphs  here." 

2  How  happy  are  our  ears 

That  hear  this  joyful  sound  ! 
Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for, 

And  sought,  but  never  found. 
How  blessed  are  our  eyes 

That  see  this  heavenly  light ! 
Prophets  and  kings  desired  it  long, 

But  died  without  the  sight. 

3  The  watchmen  join  their  voice, 

And  tuneful  notes  employ; 
Jerusalem  breaks  forth  in  songs, 

And  deserts  learn  the  joy. 
The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm 

Through  all  the  earth  abroad; 

Let  every  nation  now  behold 

Their  Saviour  and  their  God. 

Watts. 


Or  din  a  tio  n  :    Dcdica  tio  n . 


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770.    L.    M.        Dedication. 

1  Oh,  bow  thine  ear,  Eternal  One ! 

On  thee  our  heart  adoring  calls  ; 
To  thee  the  followers  of  thy  Son  [walls. 
Have  raised,  and  now  devote  these 

2  Here  let  thy  holy  days  be  kept ; 

And  be  this  place  to  worship  given, 
Like  that  bright  spot  where  Jacob  slept, 
The  house  of  God,  the  gate  of  heaven. 

3  Here  may  thine  honor  dwell ;  and  here, 

As  incense,  let  thy  children's  prayer, 
From  contrite  hearts  and  lips  sincere, 
Rise  on  the  still  and  holy  air. 

4  Here  be  thy  praise  devoutly  sung ; 

Here  let  thy  truth  beam  forth  to  save, 
As  when,  of  old,  thy  Spirit  hung, 

On  wings  of  light,  o'er  Jordan's  wave. 

5  And  when  the  lips,  that  with  thy  name 

Are  vocal  now,  to  dust  shall  turn, 
On  others  may  devotion's  flame 
Be  kindled  here,  and  purely  burn  ! 

771.  L.    M.  Ordination. 

1  Here,  Lord  of  life  and  light,  to  thee 
Our  pilgrim  fathers  bowed  the  knee  ; 
Thou  heard'st  their  prayer,  and  in  this 

place 
They  reared  the  temple  of  thy  grace. 

2  Here   thy  own   servants  preached  thy 

word, 
Safe  from  the  prison  and  the  sword ; 
Nor  preached  in  vain,  each  rolling  year 
Gave  witness  that  the  Lord  was  here. 

3  Here  still  thy  word  is  preached,  and  still, 
As  once  on  Zion's  sacred  hill, 

Thy  grace  descends  like  timely  showers, 
For  still  our  fathers'  God  is  ours. 

4  Amid  our  fathers'  graves,  to-day, 
To  thee,  our  fathers'  God,  we  pray : 
Here  on  thy  Church,  till  time  shall  end, 
Let  showers  of  heavenly  grace  descend. 

L.  Bacon. 

772.  C.   M.       Dedication. 

1  God  of  the  universe,  to  thee 

This  sacred  fane  we  rear, 
And  now,  with  songs  and  bended  knee, 
Invoke  thy  presence  here. 

2  Long  may  this  echoing  dome  resound 

The  praises  of  thy  name, 


These  hallowed  walls  to  all  around 
The  triune  God  proclaim. 

3  Here  let  thy  love,  thy  presence  dwell  5 

Thy  glory  here  make  known  ; 
Thy  people's  home,  oh,  come  and  fill, 
And  seal  it  as  thine  own. 

4  And  when  the  last  long  Sabbath  morn 

Upon  the  just  shall  rise, 
May  all  who  own  thee  here  be  borne 
To  mansions  in  the  skies. 

773.  C.    M.        Dedication. 

1  0  thou,  whose  own  vast  temple  stands, 

Built  over  earth  and  sea, 
Accept  the  walls  that  human  hands 
Have  raised  to  worship  thee  ! 

2  Lord,  from  thine  inmost  glory  send, 

Within  these  courts  to  bide, 
The  peace  that  dwellcth  without  end 
Serenely  by  thy  side  ! 

3  May  erring  minds  that  worship  here 

Be  taught  the  better  way ; 
And  they  who  mourn,  and  they  who  fear, 
Be  strengthened  as  they  pray. 

4  May  faith  grow  firm,  and  love  grow  warm, 

And  pure  devotion  rise, 
While  round  these  hallowed  walls  the 
Of  earth-born  passion  dies.        [storm 

Bit  V  ANT. 

774.  L.  "M.        Dedication. 

1  Axd  will  the  great  eternal  God, 
On  earth  establish  his  abode  ? 
And  will  he  from  his  radiant  throne 
Accept  our  temples  for  his  own  ? 

2  These  walls  we  to  thy  honor  raise  ; 
Long  may  they  echo  with  thy  praise ! 
And  thou,  descending,  iill  the  place 
With  choicest  tokens  of  thy  grace. 

3  Here  let  the  great  Redeemer  reign, 
With  all  the  graces  of  his  train  ; 
While  power  divine  his  word  attend^, 
To  conquer  foes,  and  cheer  his  friends. 

4  And  in  the  great  decisive  day, 
When  God  the  nations  shall  survey, 
May  it  before  the  world  appear, 
That  crowds  were  born  to  glory  here. 

DODVKLUGB. 


310  The   Church:  Spread  of  the   Gospel. 

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1  Come,  kingdom  of  our  God, 
Sweet  reign  of  light  and  love  ! 

Shed  peace  and  hope  and  joy  abroad, 
And  wisdom  from  above. 

2  Over  our  spirits  first 
Extend  thy  healing  reign  ; 

There  raise  and  quench  the  sacred  thirst 
That  never  pains  again. 

3  Come,  kingdom  of  our  God  ! 
And  make  the  broad  earth  thine ; 

Stretch  o'er  her  lands  and  isles  the  rod 
That  flowers  with  grace  divine. 

4  Soon  may  all  tribes  be  blest 
With  fruit  from  life's  glad  tree; 

And  in  its  shade  like  brothers  rest, 
Sons  of  one  family. 

Johns. 

776.  Isaiah  60:  2. 

1  O  Lord  our  God  !  arise, 
The  cause  of  truth  maintain; 

And  wide  o'er  all  the  peopled  world 
Extend  her  blessed  reign. 

2  Thou  Prince  of  life  !  arise, 
Nor  let  thy  glory  cease  ; 

Far  spread   the  conquests  of  thy  grace, 
And  bless  the  earth  with  peace. 

3  Thou  Holy  Ghost!  arise, 
Extend  thy  healing  wing, 

And.  o'er  a  dark  and  ruined  world, 
Let  light  and  order  spring. 


777.  Phil.  2:  10,  n. 

1  0  thou  whom  we  adore  ! 
To  bless  our  earth  again, 

Assume  thine  own  almighty  power, 
And  o'er  the  nations  reign. 

2  The  world's  desire  and  hope, 
All  power  to  thee  is  given ; 

Now  set  the  last  great  empire  up, 
Eternal  Lord  of  heaven ! 

3  According  to  thy  word, 
Now  be  thy  grace  revealed ; 

And  with  the  knowledge  of  the  Lord, 
Let  all  the  earth  be  filled. 

C.  Wesley. 
7  7  O .  Prayer  for  Revival. 

1  O  Lord,  thy  work  revive, 
In  Zion's  gloomy  hour; 

And  make  her  dying  graces  live 
By  thy  restoring  power. 

2  Awake  thy  chosen  few 

To  fervent,  earnest  prayer; 

Again  their  sacred  vows  renew ; 

Thy  blessed  presence  share. 

3  Thy  Spirit  then  will  speak 
Through  lips  of  feeble  clay, 

And  hearts  of  adamant  will  break, 
And  rebels  will  obey. 

4  Lord!  lend  thy  gracious  ear; 
01),  listen  to  our  cry! 

Oh.  come  and  bring  salvation  here! 

Our  hopes  on  thee  rely. 

Bro^txh. 


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7*79.    L.    M.     Convocation  of  Ministers m 

1  Pour  out  thy  Spirit  from  on  high  ; 

Lord !  thine  assembled  servants  bless  ; 

Graces  and  gifts  to  each  supply,    [ness. 

And  clothe  thy  priests  with  righteous- 

2  Within  thy  temple  where  we  stand, 

To  teach  the  truth  as  taught  by  thee, 
Saviour !  like  stars  in  thy  right  hand, 
The  angels  of  the  churches  be ! 

3  Wisdom  and  zeal  and  faith  impart, 

Firmness  with  meekness  from  above, 
To  bear  thy  people  on  our  hearts, 
And  love  the  souls  whom  thou  dost 
love :  — 

4  To  watch  and  pray,  and  never  faint ; 

By  day  and  night  strict  guard  to  keep ; 
To  warn  the  sinner,  cheer  the  saint, 
Nourish  thy  lambs,  and  feed  thy  sheep. 

5  Then,  when  our  work  is  finished  here, 

In  humble  hope  our  charge  resign  : 
When  the  chief  Shepherd  shall  appear, 
0  God !  may  they  and  we  be  thine. 
Montgomery. 
780.    S.    M.        Death  of  a  Pastor. 

1  Rest  from  thy  labor,  rest, 
Soul  of  the  just,  set  free  ! 

Blest  be  thy  memory,  and  blest 
Thy  bright  example  be. 

2  Now,  toil  and  conflict  o'er, 

Go,  take  with  saints  thy  place ; 
But  go  as  each  has  gone  before, 
A  sinner  saved  by  grace. 

3  Saviour  !  into  thy  hands 
Our  pastor  we  resign, 

And  now  we  wait  thine  own  commands ; 
We  were  not  his,  but  thine. 

4  Thou  art  thy  Church's  Head ; 
And  when  the  members  die, 

Thou  raisest  others  in  their  stead; 
To  thee  we  lift  our  eye. 

5  On  thee  our  hopes  depend, 
We  gather  round  our  Rock  ; 

Send  whom  thou  wilt,  but  condescend 
Thyself  to  feed  thy  flock. 

Montgomery. 
7ol.    -L.    JV1.    Installation  or  Ordination. 

1  Draw  near,  0  Son  of  God  !  draw  near ; 
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Still  in  thy  Church  do  thou  appear, 
And  let  our  candlestick  be  gold. 

2  Oh,  clothe  their  words  with  power  divine, 
And  let  those  words  be  ever  thine ; 

To  them  thy  sacred  truth  reveal ; 
Suppress  their  fear,  inflame  their  zeal. 

3  Teach  them  to  sow  the  precious  seed ; 
Teach  them  thy  chosen  flock  to  feed; 
Teach  them  immortal  souls  to  gain ;  — 
And  thus  reward  their  toil  and  pain. 

4  Let  thronging  multitudes  around 
Hear  from  their  lips  the  joyful  sound, 
In  humble  strains  thy  grace  implore, 
And  feel  thy  Spirit's  living  power. 

C.  Wesley. 

782.  C.    M.  Ministry. 

1  'Tis  not  a  cause  of  small  import, 

The  pastor's  care  demands  ; 
But  what  might  fill  an  angel's  heart, 
And  filled  a  Saviour's  hands. 

2  They  watch  for  those  for  whom  the  Lord 

Did  heavenly  bliss  forego  ; 
For  souls,  that  must  forever  live 
In  rapture,  or  in  woe. 

3  All  to  the  great  tribunal  haste, 

Th'  account  to  render  there ;    [faults, 
And    shouldst    thou    strictly  mark  our 
Lord,  how  should  we  appear ! 

4  May  they  that  Jesus,  whom  they  preach, 

Their  own  Redeemer  see  ; 
And  watch  thou  daily  o'er  their  souls, 
That  they  may  watch  for  thee. 

Doddridge. 

783.  C.    M.  Ordination. 

1  Father  of  mercies  !  condescend 

To  hear  our  fervent  prayer, 
While  this  our  brother  we  commend 
To  thy  paternal  care. 

2  Before  him  set  an  open  door ; 

His  various  efforts  bless ; 
On  him  thy  Holy  Spirit  pour, 
And  crown  him  with  success. 

3  In  every  tempting,  trying  hour, 

Uphold  him  by  thy  grace  ; 
And  guard  him  by  thy  mighty  power 
Till  he  shall  end  his  race. 

MORELL. 


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Proclamation  of  the  Gospel. 


1  Ye  Christian  heralds  !  go,  proclaim 
Salvation  through  Immanuel's  name  ; 
To  distant  climes  the  tidings  bear, 
And  plant  the  Hose  of  Sharon  there. 

2  He'll  shield  you  with  a  wall  of  fire, 
With  flaming  zeal  your  hearts  inspire, 
Bid  raging  winds  their  fury  cease, 
And  hush  the  tempest  into  peace. 

3  And  when  our  labors  all  are  o'er, 
Then  we  shall  meet  to  part  no  more,  — 
Meet  with  the  blood-bought  throng  to 

fall, 
And  crown  our  Jesus  —  Lord  of  all  ! 

785.  riiil.  2:  10,11. 

1  0  Spirit  of  the  living  God, 

In  all  thy  plenitude  of  grace, 
Where'er  the  foot  of  man  hath  trod, 
Descend  on  our  apostate  race. 

2  Give  tongues  of  fire  and  hearts  of  love, 

To  preach  the  reconciling  word  ; 
Give  power  and  unction  from  above, 
Where'er  the  joyful  sound  is  heard. 

3  Be  darkness,  at  thy  coining,  light; 

Confusion  — order,  in  thy  path  ; 
Souls    without     strength    inspire    with 
might; 
Bid  mercy  triumph  over  wrath. 

4  Baptize  fche  nations  far  and  nigh  ; 

The  triumphs  of  the  cross  record; 
The  nanw  of  Jesus  glorify, 

Till  every  kindred  call  him  Lord. 

Montc.omi  i:v. 


786.  Psalm  72. 

1  Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
Does  his  successive  journeys  run  ; 

His    kingdom    stretch    from    shore   to 

shore, 
Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

2  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  sweetest  song; 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  his  name. 

3  Blessings  abound  where'er  he  reigns  ; 
The  prisoner  leaps  to  loose  his  chains  ; 
The  weary  find  eternal  rest, 

And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  blest. 

4  Let  every  creature  rise  and  bring 
Peculiar  honors  to  our  King  ; 
Angels' descend  with  songs  again, 
And  earth  repeat  the  loud  Amen  ! 

Watts. 

787.  Rev.  11:  15. 

1  Soon  may  the  last  glad  song  arise 
Through  all  the  millions  of  the  skies, — I 
That,  song  of  triumph  which  records 

That  all  the  earth  is  now  the  Lord's  ! 

2  Let  thrones  and  powersand  kingdoms  be 
Obedient,  mighty  God,  to  thee  ! 

And,  over  land  and  stream  and  main, 
Wave  thou  the  sceptre  of  thy  reign  ! 

3  Oh,  let  that  glorious  anthem  swell, 
Let  host  to  host  the  triumph  tell 
That  not  one  rebel  heart  remains, 

But  over  all  the  Saviour  reigns! 


Missionary  Hymns. 


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Too.        u  Jesus,  thine  oxen  Messiah  reigns." 

1  Why,  on  the  bending  willows  hung, 

Unel !  still  sleeps  thy  tuneful  string  ? 
Still  mute  remains  thy  sullen  tongue, 
And  Zion's  song  denies  to  sing  ? 

2  Awake  !  thy  sweetest  raptures  raise  ; 

Let  harp  and  voice  unite  their  strains  ; 
Thy  promised  King  his  sceptre  sways  ; 
Jesus,  thine  own  Messiah,  reigns  ! 

3  No  taunting  foes  the  song  require  ; 

No  strangers  mock  thy  captive  chain  : 
But  friends  provoke  the  silent  lyre, 
And  brethren  ask  the  holy  strain. 

4  Nor  fear  thy  Salem's  hills  to  wrong, 

If  other  lands  thy  triumph  share  : 
A  heavenly  city  claims  thy  song; 
A  brighter  Salem  rises  there. 

5  By  foreign  streams  no  longer  roam  ; 

Nor,  weeping,  think  of  Jordan's  flood,; 
In  every  clime  behold  a  home, 
In  every  temple  see  thy  God. 

TOc7.  Day  of  Promise. 

1  Behold  the  way  to  Zion's  hill, 
Where  Israel's  God  delights  to  dwell; 
He  fixes  there  his  lofty  throne, 

And  calls  the  sacred  place  his  own. 

2  "  Behold  the  way  !  "  ye  heralds  !  cry, 
Spare  not,  but  lift  your  voices  high, 
Convey  the  sound  from  shore  to  shore, 
And  bid  the  captive  sigh  no  more. 

3  Auspicious  dawn !  thy  rising  ray 
With  joy  we  view,  and  hail  the  day : 
Thou  Sun  !  arise,  supremely  bright, 
And  fill  the  world  with  purest  light. 

Kelly. 

790.  Mai.  4:2. 

1  O  Sun  of  righteousness,  arise, 

With  gentle  beams  on  Zion  shine; 
Dispel  the  darkness  from  our  eyes, 
And  souls  awake  to  life  divine. 

2  On  all  around  let  grace  descend, 

Like  heavenly  dew  or  copious  show- 
ers ; 
That  we  may  call  our  God  our  friend ; 
That  we  may  hail  salvation  ours. 


Y9 1 .       "  All  nations  shall  praise  Thee.'" 

1  Though  now  the  nations  sit  beneath 
The  darkness  of  o'erspreading  death  ; 
God  will  arise  with  light  divine, 

On  Zion's  holy  towers  to  shine. 

2  That  light  shall  shine  on  distant  lands, 
And  wandering  tribes,  in  joyful  bands, 
Shall  come,  thy  glory,  Lord,  to  see, 
And  in  thy  courts  to  worship  thee, 

3  O  light  of  Zion,  now  arise  ! 

Let  the  glad  morning  bless  our  eyes ! 
Ye  nations,  catch  the  kindling  ray, 
And  hail  the  splendors  of  the  day. 

L.  Bacox. 

#  fe>  <4 .  God  entreated  for  Zion. 

1  Indulgent  Sovereign  of  the  skies  ! 

And  wilt  thou  bow  thy  gracious  ear  ? 
While  feeble  mortals  raise  their  cries, 
Wilt  thou,  the  great  Jehovah,  hear? 

2  How  shall  thy  servants  give  thee  rest, 

Till   Zion's   mouldering    walls    thou 
raise  ? 
Till  thy  own  power  shall  stand  confessed, 
And  make  Jerusalem  a  praise ! 

3  Look  down,  O  God  !  with  pitying  eye, 

And  view  the  desolation  round ; 
See  what  wide  realms  in  darkness  lie, 
And  cast  their  idols  to  the  ground. 

4  Loud  let  the  gospel  trumpet  blow, 

And  call  the  nations  from  afar; 
Let  all  the  isles  their  Saviour  know, 
And  earth's  remotest  ends  draw  near. 
Doddridge.. 
I  C70.  Missionary  Hymn. 

1  Sovereign    of   worlds !    display     thy 

power, 
Be  this  thy  Zion's  favored  hour, 
Bid  the  bright  morning  star  arise, 
And  point  the  nations  to  the  skies. 

2  Set  up  thy  throne  where  Satan  reigns, 
On  Afric's  shore,  on  India's  plains, 
On  lonely  isles  and  lands  unknown; 
And  make  the  nations  all  thine  own. 

3  Speak  !    and  the  world  shall  hear  thy 

voice  ; 
Speak  !  and  the  desert  shall  rejoice  ; 
Scatter  the  gloom  of  heathen  night, 
And  bid  all  nations  hail  the  light. 

Pbatt's  Coll. 


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1  0  God  !  our  God  !  thou  shinest  here, 

Thine  own  this  latter  day; 
To  us  thy  radiant  steps  appear ; 
Here  beams  thy  glorious  way  ! 

2  The  fathers  had  not  all  of  thee  ! 

New  births  are  in  thy  grace  ; 
All  open  to  our  souls  shall  be 
Thy  glory's  hiding-place. 

3  On  us  thy  Spirit  hast  thou  poured, 

To  us  thy  Word  has  come ; 
We  feel,  we  bless  thee,  quickening  Lord, 
Thou  shalt  not  find  us  dumb. 

4  Thou  comest  near  ;  thou  standest  by ; 

Our  work  begins  to  shine  ; 

Thou  dwellest  with  us  mightily  ; 

On  speed  the  years  divine  ! 

Gill. 

795.  The  Times  of  Promise. 

1  The  Lord  will  come,  and  not  be  slow ; 

His  footsteps  cannot  err  ; 
Before  him  righteousness  shall  go, 
His  royal  harbinger. 

2  Mercy  and  Truth,  that  long  were  missed, 

Now  joyfully  are  met ; 
Sweet  Peace  and   Righteousness  have 
kissed, 
And  hand  in  hand  are  set. 

3  The  nations  all  whom  thou  hast  made 

Shall  come,  and  all  shall  frame 
To  how  them  low  before  thee,  Lord! 
And  glorify  thy  name. 


4  Truth  from  the  earth,  like  to  a  flower, 

Shall  bud  and  blossom  then, 
And  Justice,  from  her  heavenly  bower, 
Look  down  on  mortal  men. 

5  Thee  will  I  praise,  0  Lord,  my  God ! 

Thee  honor  and  adore 

With  my  whole  heart,  and  blaze  abroad 

Thy  name  for  evermore  ! 

Milton. 

796.  Bev.  21:  1-5. 

1  Lo  !  what  a  glorious  sight  appears 

To  our  believing  eyes  ! 
The  earth  and  seas  are  passed  away. 
And  the  old  rolling  skies. 

2  From  the  third  heaven,  where  God  re- 

sides, 
That  holy,  happy  place, 
The  New  Jerusalem  comes  down 
Adorned  with  shining  grace. 

3  The  God  of  glory  down  to  men 

Removes  his  blest  abode, — 
Men,  the  dear  objects  of  his  grace, 
And  he,  the  loving  God. 

4  His  own  soft  hands  shall  wipe  the  tears 

From  every  weeping  eye; 
And  pains  and  groans  and  griefs   and 
fears 
And  death  itself  shall  die. 

5  How  long,  dear  Saviour  !  oh,  how  long 

Shall  this  bright  hour  delay? 
Fly  swifter  round,  ye  wheels  of  time, 
And  bring  the  welcome  day. 

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1  Spirit  of  power  and  might,  behold 

A  world  by  sin  destroyed  ! 
Creator  Spirit,  as  of  old, 
Move  on  the  formless  void. 

2  Give  thou  the  word  :  that  healing  sound 

Shall  quell  the  deadly  strife, 
And  earth  again,  like  Eden,  crowned, 
Produce  the  tree  of  life. 

3  If  sang  the  morning  stars  for  joy 

When  nature  rose  to  view, 
What  strains  will  angel  harps  employ 
When  thou  shalt  all  renew  ! 

4  And  if  the  sons  of  God  rejoice 

To  hear  a  Saviour's  name, 
How  will  the  ransomed  raise  their  voice, 
To  whom  that  Saviour  came  ! 

5  Lo !  every  kindred,  tongue,  and  tribe, 

Assembling  round  the  throne, 
The  new  creation  shall  ascribe 
To  sovereign  love  alone. 

Montgomery. 

798.  Latter-day  Glory. 

1  In  latter  days  the  mount  of  God 
O'er  mountain  tops  shall  rise ; 
Shall  be  exalted  o'er  the  hills, 
And  draw  the  wondering  eyes. 

The  beams  that  shine  on  Zion's  hill 

Shall  lighten  every  land  ; 
The  King  who  reigns  in  Zion's  towers 

Shall  all  the  world  command. 


3  The  nations,  by  his  justice  blest, 

Shall  give  their  battles  o'er ; 
To  ploughshares  they  shall  beat  their 
swords, 
And  learn  to  war  no  more. 

4  Come,  then,  —  oh,  come  from  every  land, 

To  worship  at  his  shrine  ; 
And,  walking  in  the  light  of  God, 
*  With  holy  beauty  shine. 

Logan. 
799.  Isaiah  52:  1,  2. 

1  Daughter  of  Zion,  from  the  dust 

Exalt  thy  fallen  head  ; 
Again  in  thy  Redeemer  trust,  — 
He  calls  thee  from  the  dead. 

2  Awake,  awake,  put  on  thy  strength,  — 

Thy  beautiful  array ; 
Thy  day  of  freedom  dawns  at  length,  — - 
The  Lord's  appointed  day. 

3  Rebuild  thy  walls,  thy  bounds  enlarge, 

And  send  thy  heralds  forth  ; 
Say  to  the  south,  "  Give  up  thy  charge, 
And  keep  not  back,  O  north  ! " 

4  They  come  !  they    come !    thine  exiled 

bands, 
Where'er  they  rest  or  roam, 
Have  heard  thy  voice  in  distant  lands, 
And  hasten  to  their  home. 

5  Thus,  though  the  universe  shall  burn, 

And  God  his  works  destroy, 
With  songs  thy  ransomed  shall  return, 
And  everlasting  joy. 

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1  Watchman  !  tell  us  of  the  night, 

What  its  signs  of  promise  are. 
Traveller  !  o'er  yon  mountain's  height, 

See  that  glory  beaming  star ! 
Watchman  !  does  its  beauteous  ray 

Aught  of  hope  or  joy  foretell  ? 
Traveller  !  yes,  it  brings  the  day,    • 

Promised  day  of  Israel. 

2  Watchman  !  tell  us  of  the  night, 

Higher  yet  that  star  ascends. 
Traveller !  blessedness  and  light, 

Peace  and  truth  its  course  portends. 
Watchman  !   will  its  beams  alone 

Gild  the  spot  that  gave  them  birth  ? 
Traveller  !  ages  are  its  own, 

See,  it  bursts  o'er  all  the  earth. 

3  Watchman  !  tell  us  of  the  night, 

For  the  morning  seems  to  dawn. 
Traveller  !  darkness  takes  its  flight, 

Doubt  and  terror  are  withdrawn. 
Watchman  !  let  thy  wandering  cease  ; 

Hie  thee  to  thy  quiet  home. 
Traveller  !  lo  !  the  Prince  of  peace, 

Lo !  the  Son  of  God  is  come  ! 

BOWRING. 


801.  Rev.  11:  15. 

1  Hark!  the  song  of  jubilee, 

Loud  as  mighty  thunders  roar, 
Or  the  fulness  of  the  sea, 

When  it  breaks  upon  the  shore  ! 
Hallelujah !  for  the  Lord 

God  omnipotent  shall  reign  ! 
Hallelujah  !  let  the  word 

Echo  round  the  earth  and  main. 

2  Hallelujah  !  hark,  the  sound, 

From  the  depths  unto  the  skies, 
Wakes  above,  beneath,  around, 

All  creation's  harmonies  ! 
See  Jehovah's  banner  furled,        [done ! 

Sheathed  his  sword,  he  speaks  —  'tis 
And  the  kingdoms  of  this  world 

Are  the  kingdoms  of  his  Son  ! 

3  ne  shall  reign  from  pole  to  pole, 

With  illimitable  sway  ; 
He  shall  reign  when,  like  a  scroll, 

Yonder  heavens  are  passed  away. 
Then  the  end:  beneath  his  rod 

Man's  last  enemy  shall  fall : 

Hallelujah  !  Christ  in  God, 

God  in  Christ,  is  all  in  all ! 

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Ming  In  a  slow,  heavy  style,  most  of  the  chorals  will  be  robbed  of  much  of  their  true  power.  —  Editors. 


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T7ie  Gospel's  Triumph. 


1  Hasten,  Lord  !  the  glorious  time, 

When,  beneath  Messiah's  sway, 
Every  nation,  every  clime, 
Shall  the  gospel  call  obey. 

2  flightiest  kings  his  power  shall  own, 

Heathen  tribes  his  name  adore  ; 
Satan  and  his  host,  o'erthrown, 

Bound  in  chains  shall  hurt  no  more. 

3  Then  shall  wars  and  tumults  cease, 

Then  be  banished  grief  and  pain  ; 
Righteousness  and  joy  and  peace, 
Undisturbed  shall  ever  reign. 

4  Bless  we,  then,  our  gracious  Lord  ! 

Ever  praise  his  glorious  name  ; 
All  his  mighty  act3  record, 

All  his  wondrous  love  proclaim 

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803.  1  Tim.  6:15. 

1  Wake  the  song  of  jubilee, 
Let  it  echo  o'er  the  sea ! 

Xow  is  come  the  promised  hour; 
Jesus  reigns  with  sov'reign  power  ! 

2  All  ye  nations,  join  and  sing, 

Praise  your  Saviour,  praise  your  King 
Let  it  sound  from  shore  to  shore,  — 
"  Jesus  reigns  for  evermore  !  " 

3  Hark  !  the  desert  lands  rejoice, 
And  the  islands  join  their  voice  ; 
Joy  !  the  whole  creation  sings, 

"  Jesus  is  the  King  of  kings  ! " 

L.  Bacon. 


804.  1  Kings  18:  44. 

1  Saw  ye  not  the  cloud  arise, 

Little  as  the  human  hand? 
Now  it  spreads  along  the  skies, 
Hangs  o'er  all  the  thirsty  land. 

2  Lo,  the  promise  of  a  shower 

Drops  already  from  above  ; 
But  the  Lord  will  shortly  pour 
All  the  blessings  of  his  love. 

3  j\Iore  and  more  it  spreads  and  grows, 

Ever  mighty  to  prevail  ; 
Sin's  strongholds  it  now  o'erthrows, 
Shakes  the  trembling  gates  of  hell. 

4  Sons  of  God  !  your  Saviour  praise ; 

He  the  door  hath  opened  wide; 
He  hath  given  the  word  of  grace; 
Jesus'  word  is  glorified  ! 

C.  Wesley. 

805.  Luke  1:78. 

1  Sons  of  men,  behold  from  far, 
Hail  the  long-expected  Star! 
Star  of  truth  that  gilds  the  night, 
Guides  bewildered  men  aright. 

2  Nations  all,  remote  and  near, 
Haste  to  see  your  Lord  appear ; 
Haste,  for  him  your  hearts  prepare, 
Meet  him  manifested  there  ! 

3  There  behold  the  Day-spring  rise, 
Pouring  light  on  mortal  eyes  ; 
See  it  chase  the  shades  away, 
Shining  to  the  perfect  day  ! 

C.  Weslet. 


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"  Tfte  Age  of  Cold. 


1  Lord  !  send  thy  word,  and  let  it  fly, 

Armed  with  thy  Spirit's  power; 
Ten  thousands  shall  confess  its  sway, 
And  bless  the  saving  hour. 

2  Beneath  the  influence  of  thy  grace, 

The  barren  wastes  shall  rise 
With  sudden  greens  and  fruits  arrayed, 
A  blooming  paradise. 

3  Peace,  with  her  olives  crowned,   shall 

stretch 
Her  wings  from  shore  to  shore ; 
No  trump  shall  rouse  the  rage  of  war, 
Nor  murderous  cannon  roar. 

4  Lord!  for  those  days  we  wait;  those  days 

Are  in  thy  word  foretold ; 
Fly  swifter,  sun  and  stars  !  and  bring 
This  promised  age  of  gold. 

GlBBOXS. 

OUT.  rrayer for  the  Heathen. 

1  Great  God,  the  nations  of  the  earth 

Are  by  creation  thine  ; 
And  in  thy  works,  by  all  beheld, 
Thy  radiant  glories  shine. 

2  But,  Lord,  thy  greater  love  has  sent 

Thy  gospel  to  mankind, 
Unveiling  what  rich  stores  of  grace 
Are  treasured  in  thy  mind. 

3  Lord,  when  shall  these  glad  tidingsspread 

The  spacious  earth  around, 

Till  every  tribe,  and  every  soul, 

Shall  hear  the  joyful  sound? 

Gibbons. 


808.  "  Send  forth  Tluj  Word." 

1  Jesus,  immortal  King !  arise, 

Assert  thy  rightful  sway, 
Till  earth,  subdued,  its  tribute  brings, 
And  distant  lands  obey. 

2  Ride  forth,  victorious  Conqueror !  ride, 

Till  all  thy  foes  submit, 
And  all  the  powers  of  hell  resign 
Their  trophies  at  thy  feet. 

3  Send  forth  thy  word,  and  let  it  fly 

The  spacious  earth  around, 

Till  every  soul  beneath  the  sun 

Shall  hear  the  joyful  sound. 

BURDER. 

809.  Christ  Triumphing. 

1  Hail,  mighty  Jesus  !  how  divine 

Is  thy  victorious  sword  ! 
The  stoutest  rebel  must  resign 
At  thy  commanding  wTord. 

2  Still  gird  thy  sword  upon  thy  thigh, 

Eide  with  majestic  sway ; 
Go  forth,  great  Prince  !  triumphantly, 
And  make  thy  foes  obey. 

3  And  when  thy  victories  are  complete, 

And  all  the  chosen  race 
Shall  round  the  throne  of  mercy  meet, 
To  sing  thy  conquering  grace  ;  — 

4  Oh,  may  my  humble  soul  be  found 

Among  that  favored  band  ; 
And  I  with  them  thy  praise  will  sound 
Throughout  Immanuel\s  land. 

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810 .  " Stand  up  for  Jesus." 

1  Stand  up !  —  stand  up  for  Jesus  ! 

Ye  soldiers  of  the  cross  ; 
Lift  high  his  royal  banner, 

It  must  not  suffer  loss  : 
From  vict'ry  unto  vict'ry 

His  army  shall  he  lead, 
Till  every  foe  is  vanquished, 

And  Christ  is  Lord  indeed. 

2  Stand  up  !  —  stand  up  for  Jesus  ! 

Stand  in  his  strength  alone ; 
The  arm  of  flesh  will  fail  you,  — 

Ye  dare  not  trust  your  own : 
Put  on  the  gospel  armor, 

And,  watching  unto  prayer, 
Where  duty  calls,  or  danger; 

Be  never  wanting  there  ! 

3  Stand  up  !  —  stand  up  for  Jesus  ! 

The  strife  will  not  be  long; 
This  day  the  noise  of  battle, 

The  next  the  victor's  song: 
To  him  that  overcometh, 

A  crown  of  life  shall  be; 
He  with  the  King  of  glory 

Shall  reign  eternally ! 


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811. 

1  Roll  on,  thou  mighty  ocean ! 

And  as  thy  billows  flow, 
Bear  messengers  of  mercy 

To  every  land  below. 
Arise,  ye  gales !  and  waft  them 

Safe  to  the  destined  shore, 
That  man  may  sit  in  darkness 

And  death's  black  shade  no  more. 

2  0  thou  eternal  Ruler ! 

Who  holdest  in  thine  arm 
The  tempests  of  the  ocean, 

Protect  them  from  all  harm. 
Thy  presence  e'er  be  with  them, 

Wherever  they  may  be  ; 
Though  far  from  us  who  love  them, 
Still  let  them  be  with  thee. 

Pratt's  Coll. 
812 .  Final  Reign  of  Christ. 

1  When  shall  the  voice  of  singing 
Plow  joyfully  along  ? 
When  hill  and  valley,  ringing 
With  one  triumphant  song, 
Proclaim  the  contest  ended, 
And  Him  who  once  was  slam 

tin  to  earth  descended, 
In  righteousness  to  reign. 

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813.  Isaiah  52:  7. 

1  Ox  the  mountain's  top  appearing, 

Lo !  the  sacred  herald  stands, 
Welcome  news  to  Zion  bearing,  — 
Zion,  long  in  hostile  lands : 

Mourning  captive! 
God  himself  shall  loose  thy  lands. 

2  Has  thy  night  been  long  and  mournful  ? 

Have  thy  friends  unfaithful  proved  ? 
Have  thy  foes  been  proud  and  scornful, 
By  thy  sighs  and  tears  unmoved  ? 

Cease  thy  mourning ; 
Zion  still  is  well  beloved. 

3  God,  thy  God,  will  now  restore  thee  ; 

He  himself  appears  thy  friend ; 
All  thy  foes  shall  flee  before  thee  ; 
Here  their  boasts  and  triumphs  end : 

Great  deliverance 
Zion's  King  will  surely  send. 

4  Peace  and  joy  shall  now  attend  thee  ; 

All  thy  warfare  now  is  past; 
God  thy  Saviour  will  defend  thee ; 
Victory  is  thine  at  last; 

All  thy  conflicts 
End  in  everlasting  rest. 


Kft.lv. 


814. 


Psalm  120:  i'. 


Zion  stands  with  hills  surrounded, — 
Zion  kept  by  power  divine  ; 

All  hef  Iocs  Bhall  be  confounded, 

Though  the  world  in  anus  combine; 

Happy  Zion, 
What  a  favored  lot  is  thine! 


2  Every  human  tie  may  perish  ; 

Friend  to  friend  unfaithful  prove  ; 

Mothers  cease  their  own  to  cherish; 

Heaven  and  earth  at  last  remove  : 

But  no  changes 
Can  attend  Jehovah's  love. 

3  In  the  furnace  God  may  prove  thee, 

Thence  to  bring  thee  forth  more  bright, 
But  can  never  cease  to  love  thee  ; 
Thou  art  precious  in  his  sight ; 

God  is  with  thee,  — 
God,  thine  everlasting  light. 

Kelly. 

815 .  The  Fountain  of  Salvation. 

1  See,  from  Zion's  sacred  mountain, 

Streams  of  living  water  flow  ; 
God  has  opened  there  a  fountain 
That  supplies  the  world  below  ! 

They  are  blessed 
Who  its  sovereign  virtues  know. 

2  Through  ten  thousand  channels  flowing, 

Streams  of  mercy  find  their  way  ; 
Life  and  health  and  joy  bestowing, 
Waking  beauty  from  decay: 

O  ye  nations, 
Hail  the  long-expected  day. 

3  Gladdened  by  the  flowing  treasure, 

All-enriching  as  it  goes, 
Lo !  the  desert  Bmilea  with  pleasure, 
Buds  and  blossoms  as  the  rose: 

Lo,  the  desert 
Sings  for  joy  where'er  it  flows. 

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1  O'er  the  gloomy  hills  of  darkness, 

Cheered  by  no  celestial  ray, 
Sud  of  righteousness  !  arising, 

Bring  the  bright,  the  glorious  da}r ; 

Send  the  gospel 
To  the  earth's  remotest  bound. 

2  Kingdoms  wide  that  sit  in  darkness,  — 

Grant  them,  Lord  !  the  glorious  light 
And,  from  eastern  coast  to  western, 
May  the  morning  chase  the  night ; 

And  redemption, 
Freely  purchased,  win  the  day. 

3  Fly  abroad,  thou  mighty  gospel ! 

Win  and  conquer,  never  cease ; 
May  thy  lasting,  wide  dominion 
Multiply  and  still  increase  ; 

Sway  thy  sceptre, 
Saviour !  all  the  world  around. 

Williams. 

O-l  •  •  Christ's  Messengers. 

1  Men  of  God,  go  take  your  stations  ; 

Darkness  reigns  o'er  all  the  earth  ; 
Go,  proclaim  among  the  nations 
Jo}Tful  news  of  heavenly  birth  : 

Bear  the  tidings, 
Tell  the  Saviour's  matchless  worth. 

2  Go,  —  and  when  exposed  to  dangers, 

Jesus  will  your  souls  defend  ; 
Go,  and  when  'mid  foes  and  strangers, 
He  will  still  appear  your  friend : 

His  kind  presence 
Shall  be  with  you  to  the  end. 

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818.  Luke  2:  32. 

1  O'er  the  realms  of  pagan  darkness 

Let  the  eye  of  pity  gaze  ; 
See  the  kindreds  of  the  people 
Lost  in  sin's  bewildering  maze  ; 

Darkness  brooding 
On  the  face  of  all  the  earth. 

2  Light  of  them  who  sit  in  darkness  ! 

Rise  and  shine,  thy  blessings  bring  j 
Light  to  lighten  all  the  Gentiles  ! 
E-ise  with  healing  in  thy  wing. 

To  thy  brightness 
Let  all  kings  and  nations  come. 

3  May  the  heathen,  now  adoring 

Idol-gods  of  wood  and  stone, 
Come,  and  worshipping  before  him, 
Serve  the  living  God  alone. 

Let  thy  glory 
Fill  the  earth,  as  floods  the  sea. 

COTTERELi. 

819.  The  Day  breaking. 

1  Yes  !  we  trust  the  day  is  breaking, 

Joyful  times  are  near  at  hand  : 
God,  the  mighty  God,  is  speaking 
By  his  word  in  every  land  : 

God  is  speaking,  — 
Darkness  flies  at  his  command. 

2  With  the  voice  of  joy  and  singing 

Let  us  hail  the  dawning  ray  ; 

Lo!  the  blessed  day-star,  bringing 

O'er  the  earth  a  glorious  day  : 

At  his  rising, 
Gloom  and  darkness  flee  away. 

Kelly. 


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1  From  Greenland's  icy  mountains, 

From  India's  coral  strand, 
Where  Afric's  sunny  fountains 

Roll  down  their  golden  sand : 
From  many  an  ancient  river, 

From  many  a  palmy  plain, 
They  call  us  to  deliver 

Their  land  from  error's  chain. 

2  What  though  the  spicy  breezes 

Blow  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle  ; 
Though  every  prospect  pleases, 

And  only  man  is  vile  ? 
In  vain  with  lavish  kindness 

The  gifts  of  God  are  strown ; 
The  heathen,  in  his  blindness, 

Bows  down  to  wood  and  stone  ! 

3  Shall  we,  whose  souls  are  lighted 

With  wisdom  from  on  high,  — 
Shall  we,  to  men  benighted, 

'Hie  lamp  of  life  deny? 
Salvation,  oh,  salvation  ! 

The  j«>\  ful  sound  proclaim, 
Till  each  remotest  nation 

Has  learned  Messiah's  name. 

4  Waft,  waft,  ye  winds,  his  story, 

And  you,  ye  waters,  roll, 
Till,  like  a  sea  of  glory, 

It  spreads  from  pole  to  pole ; 


Till  o'er  our  ransomed  nature, 
The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, 

Redeemer,  King,  Creator, 
In  bliss  returns  to  reign ! 


821.  Matt.  25:6. 

1  Rejoice,  rejoice,  believers  ! 

And  let  your  lights  appear  ; 
The  shades  of  eve  are  thickening, 

And  darker  night  is  near  ; 
The  watchers  on  the  mountains 

Proclaim  the  Bridegroom  near, 
Go,  meet  him,  as  he  cometh, 

With  hallelujahs  clear. 

2  The  saints,  who  here  in  patience 

Their  cross  and  sufferings  bore, 
With  him  shall  reign  forever, 

When  sorrow  is  no  more : 
Around  the  throne  of  glory 

The  Lamb  shall  they  behold, 
Adoring  cast  before  him 

Their  diadems  of  gold. 

3  Our  hope  and  expectation, 

0  Jesus,  now  appear ! 
Arise,  thou  Sun,  so  looked-for, 

O'er  this  benighted  sphere! 
With  hearts  and  hands  uplifted, 

We  plead,  0  Lord,  to  see 
The  day  of  our  redemption, 

And  ever  be  with  thee,     lauren-it. 


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Isaiah  66:  8. 


The  morning  light  is  breaking ; 

The  darkness  disappears ; 
The  sons  of  earth  are  waking 

To  penitential  tears ; 
Each  breeze  that  sweeps  the  ocean 

Brings  tidings  from  afar, 
Of  nations  in  commotion, 

Prepared  for  Zion's  war. 

Rich  dews  of  grace  come  o'er  us 

In  many  a  gentle  shower ; 
And  brighter  scenes  before  us 

Are  opening  every  hour : 
Each  cry  to  heaven  going 

Abundant  answer  brings  ; 
And  heavenly  gales  are  blowing, 

With  peace  upon  their  wings. 

See  heathen  nations  bending 

Before  the  God  we  love, 
And  thousand  hearts  ascending 

In  gratitude  above ; 
While  sinners,  now  confessing, 

The  gospel  call  obey, 
And  seek  the  Saviours  blessing,  — 

A  nation  in  a  day. 

Blest  river  of  salvation, 

Pursue  thine  onward  way ; 
Flow  thou  to  every  nation, 

Nor  in  thy  richness  stay : 
Stay  not  till  all  the  lowly 

Triumphant  reach  their  home  ; 
Stay  not  till  all  the  holy 

Proclaim,  "  The  Lord  is  come." 
S.  F.  Smith. 


823.  Psalm  72. 

1  Hail  to  the  Lord's  Anointed, 

Great  David's  greater  Son  ! 
Hail,  in  the  time  appointed, 

His  reign  on  earth  begun  ! 
He  comes  to  break  oppression, 

To  set  the  captive  free, 
To  take  away  transgression, 

And  rule  in  equity. 

2  He  comes  with  succor  speedy, 

To  those  who  suffer  wrong ; 
To  help  the  poor  and  needy, 

And  bid  the  weak  be  strong ; 
To  give  them  songs  for  sighing, 

Their  darkness  turn  to  light, 
Whose  souls,  condemned  and  dying, 

Were  precious  in  his  sight. 

3  He  shall  come  down  like  showers 

Upon  the  fruitful  earth, 
And* love  and  joy,  like  flowers, 

Spring  in  his  path  to  birth : 
Before  him  on  the  mountains, 

Shall  peace,  the  herald,  go ; 
And  righteousness,  in  fountains, 

From  hill  to  valley  flow. 

4  For  him  shall  prayer  unceasing, 

And  daily  vows  ascend ; 
His  kingdom  still  increasing,  — 

A  kingdom  without  end  : 
The  tide  of  time  shall  never 

His  covenant  remove ; 
His  name  shall  stand  forever,  — 

That  name  to  us  is  —  Love. 

MOJJTOOMKBT. 


Section  VIII. 


MORTALITY  AND    IMMORTALITY. 


(a.)  Brevity  of  Life,  Contemplation  of  Death.  Prayers  for 
Grace  and  Deliverance.  The  Gain  of  Death.  Burial  of 
the  Dead.     Hymns  of  Consolation. 

(b.)    The  Resurrection  of  the  Dead. 

(c.)  The  Judgment.  Christ  our  only  Stay  and  Hope.  The  Right- 
eous justified,  and  the  Wicked  condemned.  Prayers  for 
Mercy. 

{d.)  Heaven.  Joys  and  Glories  of  Heaven.  Rest  and  Home. 
The  Father's  House.  The  Saints  in  White  Robes  and  with 
Palms  in  their  Hands.  No  Night  there,  nor  Sin,  nor  Sor- 
row, nor  Death.      The  Native  Country  of  our  Souls. 


THERE  REMAINETH,    THEREFORE,  A  REST  FOR    THE  PEOPLE 
OF   GOD."  —  Hebrews  4  :  9. 

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Mortality  and  Immortality. 


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1  Why  should  we  start,  and  fear  to  die  ! 

What  timorous  worms  we  mortals  are  ! 
Death  is  the  gate  of  endless  joy, 
And  yet  we  dread  to  enter  there. 

2  Oh,  if  my  Lord  would  come  and  meet, 

My  soul  should  stretch  her  wings  in 
haste, 
Fly  fearless  through  death's  iron  gate, 
Nor  feel  the  terrors  as  she  passed  ! 

3  Jesus  can  make  a  dying  bed 

Feel  soft  as  downy  pillows  are, 
While  on  his  breast  I  lean  my  head, 
And  breathe  my  life  out  sweetly  there  ! 

Watts. 

825.  Psalm  39. 

1  Almighty  Maker  of  my  frame, 

Teach  me  the  measure  of  my  days  j 
Teach  me  to  know  how  frail  I  am, 
And  spend  the  remnant  to  thy  praise. 

2  My  days  are  shorter  than  a  span, 

A  little  point  my  life  appears ; 
How  frail  at  best  is  dying  man  ! 

How  vain  are  all  liis  hopes  and  fears  ! 

3  Oh,  spare  me,  and  my  strength  restore, 

Ere  my  few  hasty  minutes  flee ! 
And  when  my  days  on  earth  are  o'er, 

►      Let  me  forever  dwell  with  thee. 
Mbs.  Steele. 


826.  Psalm  103:  15. 

1  How  vain  is  all  beneath  the  skies  ! 

How  transient  every  earthly  bliss  ! 
How  slender  all  the  fondest  ties, 
That  bind  us  to  a  world  like  this  ! 

2  The  evening  cloud,  the  morning  dew, 

The  withering  grass,  the  fading  flower, 
Of  earthly  hopes  are  emblems  true,  — 
The  glory  of  a  passing  hour  ! 

3  But  though  earth's  fairest  blossoms  die, 

And  all  beneath  the  skies  is  vain, 
There  is  a  land,  whose  confines  lie 
Beyond  the  reach  of  care  and  pain. 

4  Then  let  the  hope  of  joys  to  come 

Dispel  our  cares,  and  chase  our  fears  : 
If  God  be  ours,  we're  travelling  home, 
Though  passing  through   a  vale   of 
tears. 

827. 

1  When  from  my  sight  all  fades  away, 
And  when  my  tongue  no  more  can  say, 
Then  come,  Lord  Jesus,  come  with  speed, 
And  help  me  in  my  hour  of  need. 

2  When  all  my  mind  is  darkened  o'er, 
And  human  help  can  do  no  more, 
Then  let  me,  resting  on  thy  word, 
Securely  sleep  in  thee,  my  Lord. 


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IThess.  4:  14-18. 


Asleep  in  Jesus  !  blessed  sleep  ! 
From  which  none  ever  wake  to  weep ; 
A  calm  and  undisturbed  repose, 
Unbroken  by  the  last  of  foes. 

Asleep  in  Jesus  !  oh,  how  sweet 

To  be  for  such  a  slumber  meet ! 

With  holy  confidence  to  sing 

That  death  hath  lost  its  venomed  sting  ! 

Asleep  in  Jesus !  peaceful  rest ! 
Whose  waking  is  supremely  blest ; 
No  fear,  no  woe,  shall  dim  that  hour 
Which  manifests  the  Saviour's  power. 

Asleep  in  Jesus !  oh,  for  me 
May  such  a  blissful  refuge  be ! 
Securely  shall  my  ashes  lie, 
And  wait  the  summons  from  on  high. 


Mrs.  Mackav. 


829. 


Rev.  14:  13. 


How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies, 
When  sinks  a  weary  soul  to  rest! 

How  mildly  beam  the  closing  eyes  ! 
How  gently  heaves  th'  expiring  breast ! 

So  fades  a  summer  cloud  away  ; 

So  sinks  the  gale  when  storms  are  o'er; 
So  gently  shuts  the  eye  of  day ; 

So  dies  a  wave  along  the  shore. 

Triumphant  smiles  the  victor's  brow, 
Fanned    by   some    guardian    angel's 
wing ; 
0  grave,  where  is  thy  victory  now? 
And  where,  0  death  !  where  is  thy 
sting  ? 

Letitia  Babbauld. 


830.  Eccl.  12:7. 

1  Unveil  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb  .! 

Take  this  new  treasure  to  thy  trust ; 
And  give  these  sacred  relics  room 
To  slumber  in  the  silent  dust. 

2  Nor  pain,  nor  grief,  nor  anxious  fear, 

Invade  thy  bounds  ;  no  mortal  woes 
Can  reach  the  peaceful  sleeper  here, 
While  angels  watch  the  soft  repose. 

3  So  Jesus  slept ;  God's  dying  Son 

Passed  thro'  the  grave  and  blessed  the 

bed: 
Rest  here,  blest  saint,  till  from  his  throne 
The   morning  break,  and  pierce  the 

shade. 

4  Break  from  his  throne,  illustrious  morn  ! 

Attend,  0  earth!  his  sovereign  word! 
Restore  thy  trust :  a  glorious  form 
Shall  then  ascend  to  meet  the  Lord  ! 

Watts. 

831.  Psalm  103:  16. 

1  So  fades  the  lovely  blooming  flower. 
Frail,  smiling  solace  of  an  hour ! 
So  soon  our  transient  comforts  fly, 
And  pleasure  only  blooms  to  die. 

2  Is  there  no  kind,  no  lenient  art 
To  heal  the  anguish  of  the  heart  ? 
Divine  Redeemer,  be  thou  nigh  : 
Thy  comforts  were  not  made  to  die  ! 

3  Then  gentle  patience  smiles  on  pain, 
And  dying  hope  revives  again  ; 
Hope  wipes  the  tear  from  sorrow's  eye, 
And  faith  points  upward  to  the  sky. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


Hope  of  the  Resurrection. 


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Tlieme  from  BEETHOVEN. 


832.  Psalm  17. 

1  What  sinners  value  I  resign ; 
Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine ; 
I  shall  behold  thy  blissful  face, 
And  stand  complete  in  righteousness. 

2  This  life's  a  dream,  an  empty  show ; 
But  the  bright  world  to  which  I  go 
Hath  joys  substantial  and  sincere  ; 
When  shall  I  wake  and  find  me  there  ? 

3  0  glorious  hour  !  0  blest  abode ! 
I  shall  be  near  and  like  my  God ! 
And  flesh  and  sin  no  more  control 
The  sacred  pleasures  of  the  soul. 

4  My  flesh  shall  slumber  in  the  ground 
Till  the  last  trumpet's  joyful  sound  ; 
Then  burst  the  chains  with  sweet  sur- 
prise, 

And  in  my  Saviour's  image  rise. 

Watts. 

000.  T/ie  Eesurrection. 

1  Cease,  cease,  ye  vain,  desponding  fears ; 

WThen  Christ,  our  Lord,  from  dark- 
ness sprang, 
Death,  the  last  foe,  was  captive  led, 

And  heaven  with  praise  and  wonder 
rang. 

2  Faith  sees  the  bright,  eternal  doors 

Unfold  to  make  his  children  way  ; 
They  shall  be  clothed  with  endless  life, 
And  shine  in  everlasting  day. 

3  The  trump  shall  sound,  the  dust  awake, 

From  the  cold  tomb  the  slumberers 
spring ; 


Through  heaven  with  joy  their  myriads 

rise,  [King. 

And   hail   their    Saviour   and   their 

DWIGHT. 

OOrr.  Hope  of  the  Eesurrection. 

1  When  God  is  nigh,  my  faith  is  strong, 

His  arm  is  my  almighty  prop : 
Be  glad,  my  heart,  rejoice,  my  tongue  ; 
My  dying  flesh  shall  rest  in  hope. 

2  Though  in  the  dust  I  lay  my  head, 

Yet,  gracious  God,  thou  wilt  not  leave 
My  soul  forever  with  the  dead, 

Nor  lose  thy  children  in  the  grave. 

3  My  flesh  shall  thy  first  call  obey, 

Shake  off  the  (lust,  and  rise  on  high  ; 
Then  shalt  thou  lead  the  wondrous  way 
Up  to  trry  throne  above  the  sky. 

4  There  streams  of  endless  pleasure  flow; 

And  full  discoveries  of  thy  grace, 
Which  we  but  tasted  here  below,  [place. 
Spread  heavenly  joys  through  all  the 

Watts. 
OoO.  The  Eesurrection. 

1  Awhile  they  rest  within  the  tomb] 
In  sweet  repose  till  morning  come  ! 
Then  rise  with  joy  to  meet  their  God, 
And  ever  dwell  in  his  abode. 

2  Celestial  dawn!  triumphant  hour! 
How  glorious  that  awakening  power, 
Which  bids  the  sleeping  dust  arise, 
And  join  the  anthems  of  the  skies. 

3  This  weary  life  will  soon  be  past, 
The  lingering  morn  will  come  at  last, 
And  gloomy  mists  will  roll  away 
Before  that  bright,  unfading  day. 


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1  Gently,  my  Saviour,  let  me  down, 

To  slumber  in  the  arms  of  death  ; 
I  rest  my  soul  on  thee  alone, 

E'en  till  my  last  expiring  breath. 

2  Soon  will  the  storm  of  life  be  o'er, 

And  I  shall  enter  endless  rest ; 
There  I  shall  live  to  sin  no  more, 
And  bless  thy  name,  forever  blest. 

3  Bid  me  possess  sweet  peace  within  ; 

Let  childlike  patience  keep  my  heart ; 
Then  shall  I  feel  my  heaven  begin, 
Before  my  spirit  hence  depart. 

4  Oh,  speed  thy  chariot,  God  of  love  ! 

And  take  me  from  this  world  of  woe  ; 
I  long  to  reach  those  joys  above, 
And  bid  farewell  to  all  below. 

Hill. 

837.  "  Gone  Be/ore." 

1  Dear  is  the  spot  where  Christians  sleep, 

And  sweet  the  strains    their   spirits 
pour; 
Oh,  why  should  we  in  anguish  weep  ? — 
They  are  not  lost,  but  gone  before. 

2  Secure  fronj  every  mortal  care, 

By  sin  and  sorrow  vexed  no  more, 
Eternal  happiness  they  share 

Who  are  not  lost,  but  gone  before. 

3  To  Zion's  peaceful  courts  above, 

In  faith  triumphant  may  we  soar, 
Embrarinir.  IB  the  arms  of  love, 

The  friends  not  lost,  but  gone  before. 


4  To  Jordan's  bank  whene'er  we  come, 
And  hear  the  swelling  waters  roar, 
Jesus  !  convey  us  safely  home, 

To  friends  not  lost,  but  gone  before. 

838.  Heb.  13:  14. 

1  "  We've  no  abiding  city  here  : " 

Sad  truth,  were  this  to  be  our  home  ; 
But  let  this  thought  our  spirits  cheer, 
"  We  seek  a  city  yet  to  come." 

2  "  We've  no  abiding  city  here  ;  " 

We  seek  a  city  out  of  sight ; 
Zion  its  name,  the  Lord  is  there, 
It  shines  with  everlasting  light. 

3  Oh,  sweet  abode  of  peace  and  love, 

Where    pilgrims  freed  from  toil   are 
blest ! 
Had  I  the  pinions  of  the  dove, 
I'd  fly  to  thee,  and  be  at  rest. 

4  But  hush,  my  soul !  nor  dare  repine  ; 

The  time  my  God  appoints  is  best : 
While  here,  to  do  his  will  be  mine, 
And  his  to  fix  my  time  of  rest. 


Kelly. 


839. 


A  Well-spent  Life. 


How  blest  is  he  whose  tranquil  mind, 
When  life  declines,  recalls  again 

The  years  that  time  has  ca^t  behind, 
And  reaps  delight  from  toil  and  pain. 

So,  when  the  transient  storm  is  past, 
The  sudden  gloom  and  driving  shower, 

The  sweetest  sunshine  is  the  last; 
The  loveliest  is  the  evening  hour. 


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1  One  sweetly  solemn  thought 
Comes  to  me  o'er  and  o'er,  — 

Nearer  my  home,  to-day,  am  I 
Than  e'er  I've  been  before ; 

2  Nearer  my  Father's  house, 
Where  many  mansions  be  ; 

Nearer  my  Saviour's  glorious  throne  ; 
Nearer  the  crystal  sea ; 

3  Nearer  the  bound  of  life, 
Where  burdens  are  laid  down  ; 

Nearer  to  leave  the  heavy  cross; 
Nearer  to  gain  the  crown. 

4  But,  lying  dark  between, 
Winding  down  through  the  night, 

There  rolls  the  deep  and  unknown  stream 
That  leads  at  last  to  light. 

5  E'en  now,  perchance,  my  feet 
Are  slipping  on  the  brink, 

And  I,  to-day,  am  nearer  home,  — 
Nearer  than  now  I  think. 

6  Father,  perfect  my  trust ! 
Strengthen  my  power  of  faith  ! 

Nor  let  me  stand,  at  last,  alone 
Upon  the  shore  of  death. 

Pikkbb  Cabit. 

841.  Num.  23:  10- 

1  Oh  for  the  death  of  those 
Who  slumber  in  the  Lord  ! 

Oh,  be  like  theirs  my  last  repose, 
Like  theirs  my  last  reward ! 

2  Their  bodies  in  the  ground, 
In  silent  hope  may  lie, 


Till  the  last  trumpet's  joyful  sound 
Shall  call  them  to  the  sky. 

3  Their  ransomed  spirits  soar, 
On  wings  of  faith  and  love, 

To  meet  the  Saviour  they  adore, 
And  reign  with  him  above. 

4  With  us  their  names  shall  live 
Through  long,  succeeding  years, 

Embalmed  with  all  our  hearts  can  give, 
Our  praises  and  our  tears. 

5  Oh  for  the  death  of  those 
Who  slumber  in  the  Lord ! 

Oh,  be  like  theirs  my  last  repose, 
Like  theirs  my  last  reward ! 

842.  zech.  it  a. 

1  How  swift  the  torrent  rolls, 
That  bears  us  to  the  sea  ! 

The  tide  which  hurries  thoughtless  souls 
To  vast  eternity  ! 

2  Our  fathers,  where  are  they, 
With  all  they  called  their  own  ? 

Their  joys  and  griefs  and  hopes  and  cares 
And  wealth  and  honor  gone  I 

3  God  of  our  fathers,  hear, 
Thou  everlasting  Friend ! 

While  we,  as  on  life's  utmost  verge, 
Our  souls  to  thee  commend. 

4  Of  all  the  pious  dead 
May  we  the  footsteps  trace, 

Till  with  them  in  the  land  of  light, 
We  dwell  before  thy  face. 

DODDBLDQB. 


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CORINTH.    C.  M. 


DR.    MASON. 


843.  Phil.  1:21. 

1  Why  should  our  tears  in  sorrow  flow, 

When  God  recalls  his  own  ; 
And  bids  them  leave  a  world  of  woe 
For  an  immortal  crown  ? 

2  Is  not  e'en  death  a  gain  to  those 

Whose  life  to  God  was  given  ? 
Gladly  to  earth  their  eyes  they  close, 
To  open  them  in  heaven. 

3  Their  toils  are  past,  their  work  is  done, 

And  they  are  fully  blest : 
They  fought  the  fight,  the  victory  won, 
And  entered  into  rest. 

4  Then  let  our  sorrows  cease  to  flow, — 

God  has  recalled  his  own ; 
And  let  our  hearts  in  every  woe, 
Still  say,  "  Thy  will  be  done ! " 

844.  2  Cor.  5:  8. 

1  Why  do  we  mourn  departing  friends, 

Or  shake  at  death's  alarms  ? 
'Tis  but  the  voice  that  Jesus  sends, 
To  call  them  to  his  arms. 

2  Are  we  not  tending  upward,  too, 

As  fast  as  time  can  move  ? 
Nor  would  we  wish  the  hours  more  slow, 
To  keep  us  from  our  love. 

3  Why  should  we  tremble  to  convey 

Their  bodies  to  the  tomb  ? 
There  the  dear  flesh  of  Jesus  lay, 
And  scattered  all  the  gloom. 


4  The  graves  of  all  the  saints  he  blessed, 

And  softened  every  bed ; 
Where  should  the  dying  members  rest, 
But  with  the  dying  Head  ? 

5  Thence  he  arose,  ascending  high, 

And  showed  our  feet  the  way ; 
Up  to  the  Lord  we,  too,  shall  fly, 
At  the  great  rising  day. 

6  Then  let  the  last  loud  trumpet  sound, 

And  bid  our  kindred  rise  ; 
Awake  !  ye  nations  under  ground ; 
Ye  saints!  ascend  the  skies. 

Watts. 

o45 .        "  They  rest  from  their  Labors.'* 

1  Not  for  the  pious  dead  we  weep ; 

Their  sorrows  now  are  o'er ; 
The  sea  is  calm,  the  tempest  past, 
On  that  eternal  shore. 

2  Their  peace  is  sealed,  their  rest  is  sure, 

Within  that  better  home  ; 
Awhile  we  weep  and  linger  here, 
Then  follow  to  the  tomb. 

3  Oh,  might  some  dream  of  visioned  bliss, 

Some  trance  of  rapture,  show 
Where,  on  the  bosom  of  their  God, 
They  rest  from  human  woe  ! 

4  Jesus  !  our  shadowy  path  illume, 

And  teach  the  chastened  mind 

To  welcome  all  that's  left  of  good, 

To  all  that's  lost  resigned. 

Barbauld. 


Here  and  Hereafter, 


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o4o .  w  Treasures  in  Heaven." 

1  Another  hand  is  beckoning  us, 

Another  call  is  given, 
And  glows  once  more  with  angel  steps 
The  path  that  leads  to  heaven. 

2  Unto  our  Father's  will  alone 

One  thought  hath  reconciled  : 
That  He  whose  love  exceedeth  ours 
Hath  taken  home  his  child. 

3  Fold  her,  0  Father,  in  thine  arms, 

And  let  her  henceforth  be 
A  messenger  of  love  between 
Our  human  hearts  and  thee. 

4  Still  let  her  mild  rebuking  stand 

Between  us  and  the  wrong, 
And  her  dear  memory  serve  to  make 
Our  faith  in  goodness  strong. 

Whittier. 

o4T.  The  Undiscovered  Country. 

1  There  is  a  state  unknown,  unseen, 

Where  parted  souls  must  be  ; 

And  but  a  step  doth  lie  between 

That  world  of  souls  and  me. 

2  I  see  no  light,  I  hear  no  sound,, 

When  midnight  shades  are  spread ; 
Yet  angels  pitch  their  tents  around 
And  guard  my  quiet  bed. 

3  The  things  unseen,  0  God,  reveal ; 

My  spirit's  vision  clear, 
Till  I  shall  feel  and  see  and  know 
That  those  I  love  are  near. 

4  Impart  the  faith  that  soars  on  high, 

Beyond  this  earthly  strife  ; 
That  holds  sweet  converse  with  the  sky, 
And  lives  eternal  life. 

J.  Taylor. 
848.  2  Sam.  12:23. 

1  Thro'  sorrow's  night  and  danger's  path, 

Amid  the  deepening  gloom, 
We,  followers  of  our  suffering  Lord, 
Are  marching  to  the  tomb. 

2  There,  when  the  turmoil  is  no  more, 

And  all  our  powers  decay, 
Our  cold  remains  in  solitude 
Shall  sleep  the  years  away. 

3  Our  labors  done,  securely  laid 

In  this  our  last  retreat, 
Unheeded  o'er  our  silent  dust, 
The  storms  of  earth  shall  beat. 


4  Yet  not  thus  buried  or  extinct 

The  vital  spark  shall  lie  ; 
For  o'er  life's  wreck  that  spark  shall  rise 
To  seek  its  kindred  sky. 

5  These  ashes,  too,  this  little  dust, 

Our  Father's  care  shall  keep, 
Till  the  last  angel  rise  and  break 
The  long  and  dreary  sleep. 

6  Then  love's  soft  dew  o'er  every  eye 

Shall  shed  its  mildest  rays, 
And  the  long-silent  voice  awake 
With  shouts  of  endless  praise. 

H.  K.  White. 
849 .  u  To  die  is  Gain." 

1  Dear  as  thou  wert,  and  justly  dear, 

We  will  not  weep  for  thee  ;        [tear ; 
•  One  thought  shall   check  the  starting 
It  is,  that  thou  art  free. 

2  And  thus  shall  faith's  consoling  power 

The  tears  of  love  restrain : 
Oh,  who  that  saw  thy  parting  hour 
Could  wish  thee  back  again. 

3  Triumphant  in  thy  closing  eye 

The  hope  of  glory  shone  ; 
Joy  breathed  in  thine  expiring  sigh, 
To  think  the  fight  was  won. 

4  Gently  the  passing  spirit  fled, 

Sustained  by  grace  divine  : 
Oh,  may  such  grace  on  me  be  shed, 
And  make  my  end  like  thine  ! 

Dale. 
850.  "  As  a  Flower  of  the  Field,  so  he  flourisheth." 

1  Let  others  boast  how  strong  they  be, 

Nor  death  nor  danger  fear  ; 

But  we  confess,  0  Lord !  to  thee, 

What  feeble  things  we  are. 

2  Fresh  as  the  grass  our  bodies  stand, 

And  flourish  bright  and  gay: 
A  blasting  wind  sweeps  o'er  the  land, 
And  fades  the  grass  away. 

3  Our  life  contains  a  thousand  springs, 

And  dies  if  one  be  gone ; 
Strange  that  a  harp  of  thousand  strings 
Should  keep  in  tune  so  long  ! 

4  But  'tis  our  God  supports  our  frame,  — 

The  God  who  made  us  first ; 
Salvation  to  th'  almighty  name 
That  reared  us  from  the  dust. 

Watts. 


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To-morrow,  Lord,  is  thine, 
Lodged  in  thy  sovereign  hand, 
And  if  its  sun  arise  and  shine, 
It  shines  by  thy  command. 

The  present  moment  flies 
And  bears  our  life  away ; 
Oh,  make  thy  servants  truly  wise, 
That  they  may  live  to-day. 

Since  on  this  winged  hour 
Eternity  is  hung, 
Waken,  by  thine  almighty  power, 
The  aged  and  the  young. 

One  thing  demands  our  care, 
Oh,  be  it  still  pursued  ! 
Lest,  slighted  once,  the  season  fair 
Should  never  be  renewed. 

To  Jesus  may  we  fly, 
Swift  as  the  morning  light, 
Lest  life's  young  golden  beams  should 
die, 
In  sudden,  endless  night. 


852. 


Doddridge. 


Job  10:  25. 


And  must  this  body  die? 
This  mortal  frame  decay? 
And  must  these  active  limbs  of  mine 
Lie  mouldering  in  the  clay? 

God,  my  Redeemer,  lives, 

And  ever  from  the  skies 
Looks  down  and  watches  all  my  dust, 
Till  ho  shall  bid  it  rise. 


3  Arrayed  in  glorious  grace 
Shall  these  vile  bodies  shine, 

And  every  shape,  and  every  face 
Look  heavenly  and  divine. 

4  These  lively  hopes  we  owe 
To  Jesus'  dying  love  ; 

"We  would  adore  his  grace  below, 
And  sing  his  power  above. 

5  Dear  Lord !  accept  the  praise    • 
Of  these  our  humble  songs, 

Till  tunes  of  nobler  sound  we  raise 

With  our  immortal  tongues. 

Watts. 

853.  lThess.4:  17. 

1  Forever  with  the  Lord ! 
Amen,  so  let  it  be ; 

Life  from  the  dead  is  in  that  word, 
'Tis  immortality. 

2  Here,  in  the  body  pent, 
Absent  from  thee  I  roam  ; 

Yet  nightly  pitch  my  moving  tent 
A  day's  march  nearer  home. 

3  My  Father's  house  on  high, 
Home  of  my  soul !  how  near 

At  times  to  faith's  foreseeing  eye 
Thy  golden  gates  appear. 

4  Ah  !  then  my  spirit  faints 
To  reach  the  land  J  love, 

The  bright  inheritance  of  saints, 
Jerusalem  above. 

MOXTGOMBET. 


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1  Oh,  what  if  we  are  Christ's, 
Is  earthly  shame  or  loss  ? 

Bright  shall  the  crown  of  glory  be, 
When  we  have  borne  the  cross. 

2  Keen  was  the  trial  once, 
Bitter  the  cup  of  woe, 

When  martyred  saints,  baptized  in  blood, 
Christ's  sufferings  shared  below. 

3  Bright  is  their  glory  now, 
Boundless  their  joy  above, 

Where,  on  the  bosom  of  their  God, 
They  rest  in  perfect  love. 

4  Lord,  may  that  grace  be  ours, 
Like  them  in  faith  to  bear 

All  that  of  sorrow,  grief,  or  pain 
May  be  our  portion  here. 

5  Enough  if  thou  at  last 
The  word  of  blessing  give, 

And  let  us  rest  beneath  thy  feet, 
Where  saints  and  angels  live. 

855.  «  Well  done,  Good  and  Faithful  Servant." 

1  Servant  of  God,  well  done  ! 
Rest  from  thy  loved  employ  : 

The  battle  fought,  the  victory  won, 
Enter  thy  Master's  joy. 

2  The  voice  at  midnight  came ; 
He  started  up  to  hear : 

A  mortal  arrow  pierced  his  frame; 
He  fell,  but  felt  no  fear. 

3  At  midnight  came  the  cry, 

"  To  meet  thy  God  prepare  ! " 


He  woke,  and  caught  his  Captain's  eye; 
Then,  strong  in  faith  and  prayer, 

4  His  spirit,  with  a  bound, 
Left  its  encumbering  clay : 

His  tent,  at  sunrise,  on  the  ground 
A  darkened  ruin  lay. 

5  The  pains  of  death  are  past ; 
Labor  and  sorrow  cease  ; 

And  life's  long  warfare  closed  at  last, 
His  soul  is  found  in  peace. 

6  Soldier  of  Christ,  well  done  ! 

Praise  be  thy  new  employ; 
And,  while  eternal  ages  run, 
Rest  in  thy  Saviour's  joy. 

MOXTGOMERY. 
856.  Jer.  13:  16. 

1  The  swift  declining  day, 
How  fast  its  moments  fly  ! 

While  evening's  broad  and  gloomy  shade 
Gains  on  the  western  sky. 

2  Ye  mortals,  mark  its  pace, 
And  use  the  hours  of  light ; 

And  know  its  Maker  can  command 
At  once  eternal  night. 

3  Give  glory  to  the  Lord, 

Who  rules  the  whirling  sphere; 
Submissive  at  his  foofaftool  bow. 
And  seek  salvation  there. 

4  Then  shall  new  lustre  break 
Through  death's  impending  gloom, 

And  leftd  y<»u  to  orichanging  light, 
In  your  celestial  home. 

Doddridge. 


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1  Shall  I  fear,  O  Earth  !  thy  bosom, 

Shrink  and  faint  to  lay  me  there, 
Whence  the  fragrant,  lovely  blossom 
Springs  to  gladden  earth  and  air  ? 

2  Whence  the  tree,  the  brook,  the  river, 

Soft  clouds  floating  in  the  sky, 
All  fair  things  come,  whispering  ever 
Of  the  love  divine  on  high  ? 

3  Yea,  whence  One  arose  victorious 

O'er  the  darkness  of  the  grave, 
His  strong  arm  revealing,  glorious 
In  its  might  Divine  to  save  ? 

4  No,  fair  Earth  !  a  tender  mother 

Thou  hast  been,  and  yet  canst  be  : 
And  through  him,  my  Lord  and  Brother, 
Sweet  shall  be  my  rest  in  thee  ! 

Thomas  Davis. 
858.  Isa.  64:6. 

1  See  the  leaves  around  us  falling, 

Dry  and  withered  to  the  ground; 
Thus  to  thoughtless  mortals  calling, 
In  a  sad  and  solemn  sound  :  — 

2  "  Sons  of  Adam,  once  in  Eden, 

When.  Like  him.  ye  blighted  fell, 
Hear  the  lesson  we  are  reading, 
'Tis  alas  !  the  truth  we  tell. 

3  "  Youth,  on  length  of  days  presuming, 

Who  the  paths  of  pleasure  tread, 
View  us,  late  in  beauty  blooming, 
Numbered  now  among  the  dead. 


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Gay  with  health  and  many  a  grace, 
Let  no  cloudless  skies  deceive  you, 
Summer  gives  to  autumn  place. 

5  "  Yearly  in  our  course  appearing, 

Messengers  of  shortest  sta}T, 
Thus  we  preach  in  mortal  hearing  — 
Ye,  like  us,  shall  pass  away." 

6  On  the  tree  of  life  eternal, 

Oh,  let  all  our  hopes  be  laid  ! 
This  alone,  forever  vernal, 

Bears  a  leaf  that  shall  not  fade. 

HORXE. 
859.     "  And  there  shall  be  no  more  Death." 

1  Cease,  ye  mourners,  cease*  to  languish 

O'er  the  grave  of  those  you  love ; 
Pain  and  death  and  night  and  anguish 
Enter  not  the  world  above. 

2  While  our  silent  steps  are  straying, 

Lonely,    through    night's    deepening 
shade, 
Glory's  brightest  beams  are  playing 
Bound  the  happy  Christian's  head. 

3  Light  and  peace  at  once  deriving 

From  the  hand  of  God  most  high, 
In  his  glorious  presence  living, 
They  shall  never,  never  die. 

4  Now,  ye  mourners,  cease  to* languish 

O'er  the  grave  of  those  you  love  ; 

Ear  removed  from  pain  and  anguish, 

They  are  chanting  hymns  above. 

COLLYEB. 


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1  I  would  not  live  alway:  I  ask  not  to  stay 
Where  storm  after  storm  rises  dark  o'er 

the  way ; 
The  few  lurid  mornings  that  dawn  on 

us  here 
Are  enough  for  life's  woes,  full  enough  for 

its  cheer. 

2  I  would   not  live   alway;  no,  welcome 

the  tomb ; 
Since  Jesus  hath  lain  there,  I  dread  not 

its  gloom ; 
There  sweet  be  my  rest,  till  he  bid  me 

arise 
To  hail  him  in  triumph  descending  the 

skies. 

3  Who,  who  would  live  alway,  away  from 

his  God, 
Away   from    yon   heaven,  that  blissful 

abode, 
Where  the  rivers  of  pleasure  flow  o'er  the 

bright  plains, 
And    the    noontide    of   glory  eternally 

reigns  ? 

4  Where  the  saints  of  all  ages  in  harmony 

meet, 

Their  Saviour  and  brethren  transported 
to  greet ; 

While  the  anthems  of  rapture  unceas- 
ingly roll, 

And  the  smile  of  the  Lord  is  the  feast  of 
the  soul. 

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861.  "  Sweet  Home." 

1  'Mid  scenes  of  confusion  and  creature 

complaints, 
How  sweet  to  my  soul   is   communion 

with  saints  ; 
To  find  at  the  banquet  of  mercy  there's 

room, 
And  feel  in   the  presence  of  Jesus  at 

home. 

2  I  sigh  from  this  body  of  sin  to  be  free, 
Which  hinders  my  joy  and  communion 

with  thee ; 
Though  now  my  temptation  like  billows . 

may  foam, 
All,  all  will  be   peace  when  I'm  with 

thee  at  home. 

3  While  here  in  the  valley  of  conflict  I 

stay, 
Oh,  give    me  submission  and  strength 

as  my  day  ; 
In  all  my  afflictions   to  thee   would  I 

come, 
Rejoicing  in  hope  of  my  glorious  home.. 

4  Whate'er  thou  deniest,  oh,  give  me  thy 

grace, 
The  Spirit's  sure  witness,  and  smiles  of 

thy  face ; 
Endue  me  with  patience  to  wait  at  thy 

throne, 
And  find,  even  now,  a  sweet  foretaste  of 

home. 


l$L,  Translation  of  the  Righteous.     Burial  of  the  Dead. 

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1  Friend  after  friend  departs ; 

Who  has  not  lost  a  friend  ? 
There  is  no  union  here  of  hearts 

That  finds  not  here  an  end : 
Were  this  frail  world  our  only  rest, 
Living  or  dying,  none  were  blest. 

2  Beyond  the  flight  of  time, 

Beyond  this  vale  of  death, 
There  surely  is  some  blessed  clime 

Where  life  is  not  a  breath, 
Nor  life's  affections  transient  fire, 
Whose  sparks  fly  upward  and  expire. 

3  There  is  a  world  above 

Where  parting  is  unknown ; 
A  whole  eternity  of  love 

Formed  for  the  good  alone  ; 
And  faith  beholds  the  dying  here 
Translated  to  that  happier  sphere. 

4  Thus  star  by  star  declines 

Till  all  are  passed  away, 
As  morning  high  and  higher  shines 

To  pure  and  perfect  day: 

Nor  sink  those  stars  in  empty  night;, 

They  hide  themselves  in  heaven's  own 

light. 

Montgomery. 


863.  ICor.  15:36. 

1  This  place  is  holy  ground  ! 

World,  with  its  cares,  away  ! 
A  holy,  solemn  stillness,  round 

This  lifeless,  mouldering  clay: 
Nor  pain,  nor  grief,  nor  anxious  fear, 
Can  reach  the  peaceful  sleeper  here. 

2  Behold  the  bed  of  death, 

The  pale  and  mortal  clay  ! 
Heard  ye  the  sob  of  parting  breath  ? 

Marked  ye  the  eye's  last  ray  ? 
No  !  life  so  sweetly  ceased  to  be, 
It  lapsed  in  immortality. 

3  Why  mourn  the  pious  dead  ? 

Why  sorrows  swell  our  eyes? 
Can  sighs  recall  the  spirit  fled  ? 

Shall  vain  regrets  arise  ? 
Though  death  has  caused  this  altered 

mien, 
In  heaven  the  ransomed  soul  is  seen. 

4  Bury  the  dead,  and  weep 

In  stillness  o'er  the  loss  : 
Bury  the  dead  !  in  Christ  they  sleep 

Who  bore  on  earth  his  cross  ; 
And  from  the  grave  their  dust  shall  rise. 
In  his  own  image  to  the  sl<>< 

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1  Hark  !  a  voice  divides  the  sky ! 

Happy  are  the  faithful  dead 
In  the  Lord  who  sweetly  die ! 
They  from  all  their  toils  are  freed. 

2  Ready  for  their  glorious  crown, 

Sorrows  past  and  sins  forgiven,  — 
Here  they  lay  their  hurden  down, 
Hallowed  and  made  meet  for  heaven. 

3  Yes,  the  Christian's  course  is  run ! 

Ended  is  the  glorious  strife  ; 
Fought  the  fight,  the  work  is  done ; 
Death  is  swallowed  up  in  life ! 

4  Lo  !  the  pris'ner  is  released,  — ■ 

Lightened  of  his  heavy  load  ; 
Where  the  weary  are  at  rest, 
He  is  gathered  in  to  God ! 

5  When  from  flesh  the  spirit  freed, 

Hastens  homeward  to  return, 
Mortals  cry,  "  A  man  is  dead  !  " 
Angels  sing,  "  A  child  is  born !  " 

C.  Wesley. 

865.  Gathered  Home. 

1  Christ  will  gather  in  his  own 
To  the  place  where  he  is  gone, 
Where  their  heart  and  treasure  lie, 
Where  our  life  is  hid  on  high. 

2  Day  by  day  the  voice  saith,  "  Come, 
Enter  thine  eternal  home  ;  " 
Asking  not  if  we  can  spare 

This  dear  soul  it  summons  there. 


3  Did  he  ask  us,  well  we  know, 

We  should  say, "  Oh,  spare  this  blow  !  V 
Yes,  with  streaming  eyes  should  pray, 
"  Lord,  we  love  him,  let  him  stay  ! " 

4  Many  a  heart  no  longer  here, 
Ah  !  was  all  too  inly  dear : 
Yet,  0  Love,  'tis  thou  dost  call, 
Thou  who  art  our  all  in  all. 

Moravian. 

866.  John  11:  23. 

1  Brother,  though  from  yonder  sky 
Cometh  neither  voice  nor  cry, 

Yet  we  know  from  thee,  to-day, 
Every  pain  hath  passed  away. 

2  Not  for  thee  shall  tears  be  given, 
Child  of  God,  and  heir  of  heaven  ; 
For  he  gave  thee  sweet  release ; 
Thine  the  Christian's  death  of  peace. 

3  Well  we  know  thy  living  faith 
Had  the  power  to  conquer  death ; 
As  a  living  rose  may  bloom 

By  the  border  of  the  tomb. 

4  Brother,  in  that  solemn  trust 
We  commend  thee,  dust  to  dust ! 
In  that  faith  we  wait,  till,  risen, 
Thou  shalt  meet  us  all  in  heaven. 

5  While  we  weep  as  Jesus  wept, 

Thou  shalt  sleep  as  Jesus  6lept ; 

With  thy  Saviour  thou  shalt  rest, 

Crowned  and  glorified  and  blest 

BANCBorr. 


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1  There  is  an  hour  when  I  must  part 

With  all  I  hold  most  dear ; 
And  life,  with  its  best  hopes,  will  then 
As  nothingness  appear. 

2  There  is  an  hour  when  I  must  sink 

Beneath  the  stroke  of  death  ; 
And  yield  to  Him  who  gave  it  first, 
My  struggling  vital  breath. 

3  There  is  an  hour  when  I  must  stand 

Before  the  judgment-seat ; 
And  all  my  sins,  and  all  my  foes, 
In  awful  vision  meet. 

4  There  is  an  hour  when  I  must  look 

On  one  eternity ; 
And  nameless  woe,  or  blissful  life, 
My  endless  portion  be. 

5  0  Saviour,  then,  in  all  my  need 

Be  near,  be  near  to  me : 
And  let  my  soul,  by  steadfast  faith, 
Find  life  and  heaven  in  thee. 

868.  Matt.  25:41. 

1  That  awful  day  will  surely  come, 

The  appointed  hour  makes  haste, 
When  I  must  stand  before  my  Judge, 
And  pass  the  solemn  test. 

2  Thou  lovely  Chief  of  all  my  joys, 

Thou  Sovereign  of  my  heart ! 
How  could  I  bear  to  hear  thy  voice 
Pronounce  the  sound,  "  Depart !  n 


3  Jesus,  I  throw  my  arms  around, 

And  hang  upon  thy  breast : 
Without  a  gracious  smile  from  thee, 
My  spirit  cannot  rest. 

4  Oh,  tell  me  that  my  worthless  name 

Is  graven  on  thy  hands  ! 
Show  me  some  promise  in  thy  book, 
Where  my  salvation  stands. 

5  Give  me  one  kind,  assuring  word, 

To  sink  my  fears  again ; 
And  cheerfully  my  soul  shall  wait 
Her  threescore  years  and  ten. 

Watts. 

869 .  Eternity.  —  Psalm  90. 

1  O  God,  our  help  in  ages  past, 

Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Our  shelter  from  the  stormy  blast, 
And  our  eternal  home  ! 

2  Before  the  hills  in  order  stood, 

Or  earth  received  her  frame, 
From  everlasting  thou  art  God, 
To  endless  years  the  same. 

3  Thy  word  commands  our  flesh  to  dust ; 

"  Return,  ye  sous  of  men ; " 
All  nations  rose  from  earth  at  first, 
And  turn  to  earth  again. 

4  Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  stream, 

Bears  all  its  sons  away  ; 
They  fly,  forgotten ,  as  a  dream 
Dies  at  the  opening  day. 

5  0  God,  our  help  in  ages  past, 

Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Be  thou  our  guard  while  troubles  last, 
And  our  eternal  home ! 

Watts. 


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1  Thou  Judge  of  quick  and  dead, 
Before  whose  bar  severe, 

With  holy  joy,  or  guilty  dread, 
We  all  shall  soon  appear ;  — 

2  Our  cautioned  souls  prepare 
For  that  tremendous  day ; 

Oh,  fill  us  now  with  watchful  care, 
And  stir  us  up  to  pray ;  — 

3  To  pray,  and  wait  the  hour, 
That  awful  hour  unknown, 

When  robed  in  majesty  and  power, 
Thou  shalt  from  heaven  come  down  ! 

4  Oh,  may  we  all  be  found 
Obedient  to  thy  word,  — 

Attentive  to  the  trumpet's  sound, 
And  looking  for  our  Lord  ! 

5  Oh,  may  we  all  insure 

A  home  among  the  blest ; 
And  watch  a  moment  to  secure 
An  everlasting  rest ! 

C.  Wesley. 

0  T 1 .  Resurrection  and  Judgment. 

1  And  am  I  born  to  die  ? 
To  lay  this  body  down  ? 

And  must  my  trembling  spirit  fly 
Into  a  world  unknown  ? 

2  Waked  by  the  trumpet's  sound, 
I  from  the  grave  must  rise, 

And  see  the  Judge  with  glory  crowned, 
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3  I  must  from  God  be  driven, 
Or  with  my  Saviour  dwell : 

Must  come  at  his  command  to  heaven, 
Or  else  depart  —  to  hell. 

4  0  thou,  that  wouldst  not  have 
One  wretched  sinner  die, 

Who  died'st  thyself,  my  soul  to  save 
From  endless  misery  5  — 

5  Show  me  the  way  to  shun 
Thy  dreadful  wrath  severe ; 

That,  when  thou  comest  on  thy  throne, 
I  may  with  joy  appear. 

Lutheran  Coll. 

oT2.  The  Judgment. 

1  And  will  the  Judge  descend, 
And  must  the  dead  arise, 

And  not  a  single  soul  escape 
His  all-discerning  eyes  ? 

2  How  will  my  heart  endure 
The  terrors  of  that  day, 

When  earth  and  heaven  before  his  face 
Astonished  shrink  away  ? 

3  But  ere  the  trumpet  shakes 
The  mansions  of  the  dead, 

Hark,  from  the  gospel's  cheering  sound 
What  joyful  tidings  spread  ! 

4  Ye  sinners,  seek  his  grace 
Whose  wrath  ye  cannot  bear ; 

Fly  to  the  shelter  of  his  cross, 

And  find  salvation  there. 

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1  Great  God,  what  do  I  see  and  hear ! 

The  end  of  things  created  ! 
The  Judge  of  man  I  see  appear, 

On  clouds  of  glory  seated ; 
The  trumpet  sounds  ;  the  graves  restore 
The  dead  which  they  contained  before  ; 

Prepare,  my  soul,  to  meet  him. 

2  The  dead  in  Christ  shall  first  arise, 

At  the  last  trumpet's  sounding, 
Caught  up  to  meet  him  in  the  skies, 

With  joy  their  Lord  surrounding, 
No  gloomy  fears  their  souls  dismay, 
His  presence  sheds  eternal  day 

On  those  prepared  to  meet  him. 

3  But  sinners,  filled  with  guilty  fears, 

Behold  his  wrath  prevailing  ; 
For  the}'  shall  rise,  and  find  their  tears 

And  sighs  are  unavailing : 
The  day  of  grace  is  past  and  gone ; 
Trembling  they  stand  before  the  throne, 

All  unprepared  to  meet  him. 

4  Great  God !  what  do  I  see  and  hear ! 

The  end  of  tilings  created! 
The  Judge  of  man  I  see  appear, 

On  clouds  of  glory  seated  : 
Beneath  hifl  cross  I  view  (ho  day 
When  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away, 

And  thus  prepare  to  moot  him. 

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1  When  my  last  hour  is  close  at  hand, 

My  last  sad  journey  taken. 
Do  thou,  Lord  Jesus  !  by  me  stand  ; 

Let  me  not  be  forsaken  : 
0  Lord  !  my  spirit  I  resign 
Into  thy  loving  hands  divine: 

'Tis  safe  within  thy  keeping. 

2  Countless  as  sands  upon  the  shore 

My  sins  may  then  appall  me ; 
"X'et,  though  my  conscience  vex  me  sore, 

Despair  shall  not  enthrall  me  ; 
For  as  I  draw  my  latest  breath, 
I'll  think,  Lord  Christ !  upon  thy  death, 

And  there  find  consolation. 

3  I  shall  not  in  the  grave  remain, 

Since  thou  death's  bonds  hast  severed ; 
By  hope  with  thee  to  rise  again 

From  fear  of  death  delivered, 
I'll  come  to  thee,  where'er  thou  art, 
Live  with  thee,  from  thee  never  part ; 

Therefore  I  die  in  rapture. 

4  And  so  to  Jesus  Christ  I'll  go, 

My  longing  arms  extending  ; 
So  fall  asleep  in  slumber  deep,  — 

Slumber  that  knows  no  waking, 
Till  Jesus  Christ,  (rod's  only  Son, 
Opens  the  gates  of  bliss,  loads  on 

To  heaven,  to  life  eternal. 

From  the  German,  by  Bowring. 


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1  Death  is  no  more  among  our  foes, 
Since  Christ,  the  mighty  Conqu'ror  rose  ; 
Both  power  and  sting  the  Saviour  broke  ; 
He  died,  and  gave  the  finished  stroke. 

2  Saints  die,  and  we  should  gently  weep ; 
Sweetly  in  Jesus'  arms  they  sleep  ; 
Far  from  this  world  of  sin  and  woe, 
Nor  sin,  nor  pain,  nor  grief  they  know. 

3  Death  is  a  sleep ;  and  oh,  how  sweet 
To  souls  prepared  its  stroke  to  meet ! 
Their  dying  beds,  their  graves  are  blest, 
For  all  to  them  is  peace  and  rest. 

4  Soon  shall  the  earth's  remotest  bound 
Feel  the  archangel's  trumpet  sound; 
Then  shall  the    grave's  dark  caverns 

shake, 
And  joyful  all  the  saints  shall  wake. 

Medley. 

876.  2Thess.  1:  7. 

1  The  Lord  shall  come  !  the  earth  shall 

quake ; 
The  mountains  to  their  centre  shake  ; 
And  withering  from  the  vault  of  night, 
The  stars  withdraw  their  feeble  light 

2  The  Lord  shall  come  !  but  not  the  same 
As  once  in  lowly  form  he  came,  — 

A  silent  Lamb  before  his  foes, 
A  weary  man,  and  full  of  woes. 

3  The  Lord  shall  come  !  a  dreadful  form, 
"V\  ith  wreath  of  flame,  and  robe  of  storm. 
On  cherub-wings  and  wings  of  wind, 
Anointed  Judge  of  human  kind  ! 


4  While  sinners  in  despair  shall  call, 
'•  Rocks,  hide  us !  mountains,  on  us  fall ! " 
The  saints,  ascending  from  the  tomb, 
Shall  sing  for  joy,  u  The  Lord  is  come  ! " 

Hebeb. 

877.  2  Peter  3:  10. 

1  That  day  of  wrath  !  that  dreadful  day* 
When  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away ! 
What  power  shall  be  the  sinner's  stay  ? 
How  shall  he  meet  that  dreadful  day  ? 

2  When,  shrivelling  like  a  parched  scroll, 
The  flaming  heavens  together  roll ; 
When  louder  yet,  and  yet  more  dread, 
Swells  the  high  trump  that  wakes   the 

dead ! 

3  Oh  !  on  that  day,  that  wrathful  day, 
When  man  to  judgment  wakes  from  clay, 
Be  thou  the  trembling  sinner's  stay, 
Though  heaven   and  earth  shall   pass 


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878.  Fear  of  God's  Wrath. 

1  Father  !  —  if  I  may  call  thee  so,  — 

I  tremble  with  my  one  desire  : 
Lift  up  this  heavy  load  of  woe, 
Nor  let  me  in  my  sins  expire ! 

2  I  tremble  lest  the  wrath  divine, 

Which  bruises  now  my  sinful  soul, 
Should  bruise  and  break  this  soul  of 
mine, 
Long  as  eternal  ages  roll. 

3  Thy  wrath,  I  fear,  thy  wratli  alone, 

This  endless  exile,  Lord,  from  thee ! 
Oh,  save  !  oh,  give  me  to  thy  Son, 
Who  trembled,  wept,  and  bled  for  me ! 


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879.  Matt.  24:  30. 

1  Day  of  anger !  that  dread  day- 
Shall  the  sign  in  heaven  display, 
And  the  earth  in  ashes  lay. 

Oh,  what  trembling  shall  appear, 
When  his  coming  shall  be  near, 
Who  shall  all  things  strictly  clear ! 

2  When  the  trumpet  shall  command, 
Through  the  tombs  of  every  land, 
All  before  the  throne  to  stand  ! 
Death  shall  shrink  and  nature  quake, 
When  all  creatures  shall  awake, 
Answer  to  their  Judge  to  make  ! 

3  What  shall  I  before  him  say  ? 
How  shall  I  be  safe  that  day, 
When  the  righteous  scarcely  may? 
King  of  awful  majesty  ! 

Saving  sinners  graciously, 
Fount  of  mercy  !  save  thou  me  ! 


4  Leave  me  not.  my  Saviour !  —  one 
For  whose  soul  thy  course  was  run, 
Lest  I  be  that  day  undone  ! 
Thou  didst  toil  my  soul  to  gain, 
Didst  redeem  me  with  thy  pain,  — 
Be  such  labor  not  in  vain  ! 


Thou  didst  heal  the  sinner's  grief, 
Thou  didst  hear  the  dying  thief, 
Even  I  may  hope  relief! 
Low  thine  ear  in  mercy  bow, 
Broken  is  my  heart,  and  low  ! 
Guard  of  my  last  end  be  thou  ! 


6  When  thy  voice  in  wrath  shall  say, 
"  Cursed  ones,  depart  away  !  " 
Call  me  with  the  blest,  I  pray! 
In  that  day.  that  mournful  day, 
When  to  judgment  wakes  our  clay, 
Show  me  mercy,  Lord,  I  pray  ! 

Celano,  by  Alford. 


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880.  Matt.  25:46. 

1  When  thou,  my  righteous  Judge,  shalt 

come 
To  take  thy  ransomed  people  home, 

Shall  I  among  them  stand  ? 
Shall  such  a  worthless  worm  as  I, 
Who  sometimes  am  afraid  to  die, 

Be  found  at  thy  right  hand  ? 

2  I  love  to  meet  thy  people  now, 
Before  thy  feet  with  them  to  bow, 

Though  vilest  of  them  all ; 
But,  can  I  bear  the  piercing  thought, 
What  if  my  name  should  be  left  out, 

W'hen  thou  for  them  shalt  call  ? 

3  0  Lord,  prevent  it  by  thy  grace, 
Be  thou  my  only  hiding-place, 

In  this  the  accepted  day  ; 
Thy  pardoning  voice,  oh,  let  me  hear, 
To  still  my  unbelieving  fear, 

Nor  let  me  fall,  I  pray. 

4  Among  thy  saints  let  me  be  found, 
Whene'er  the  archangel's  trump  shall 

sound, 
To  see  thy  smiling  face  ; 
Then,  loudest  of  the  throng,  I'll  sing, 
While    heaven's    resounding   mansions 
ring 
With  shouts  of  sovereign  grace. 

881.  The  Two  Worlds. 

1  Lo  !  on  a  narrow  neck  of  land, 

Twixt  two  unbounded  seas  I  stand, 
Secure !  insensible  J 


A  point  of  time,  a  moment's  space, 
Removes  me  to  yon  heavenly  place, 
Or  shuts  me  up  in  hell. 


0  God !  my  inmost  soul  convert, 
And  deeply  on  my  thoughtful  heart 

Eternal  things  impress : 
Give  me  to  feel  their  solemn  weight, 
And  save  me  ere  it  be  too  late ;  — 

Wake  me  to  righteousness. 

Before  me  place  in  dread  array, 
The  pomp  of  that  tremendous  day, 

When  thou  with  clouds  shalt  come 
To  judge  the  nations  at  thy  bar; 
And  tell  me,  Lord  !  shall  I  be  there 

To  meet  a  joyful  doom  ? 

Be  this  my  one  great  business  here,  - 
With  holy  trembling,  holy  fear, 

To  make  my  calling  sure  ! 
Thine  utmost  counsel  to  fulfil, 
And  suffer  all  thy  righteous  will, 

And  to  the  end  endure  ! 


Then,  Saviour,  then  my  soul  receive, 
Then  bid  me  in  thy  presence  live, 

And  reign  with  thee  above  ; 
Whore  faith  is  sweetly  lost  in  sight, 
And  hope  in  full,  supreme  delight, 

And  everlasting  love. 

C-  Wesley. 


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2  See  the  Judge,  our  nature  wearing, 

Clothed  in  majesty  divine  ! 
You,  who  long  for  his  appearing, 

Then  shall  say,  "  This  God  is  mine ! " 

Gracious  Saviour! 
Own  me  in  that  day  for  thine. 

3  At  his  call  the  dead  awaken, 

Rise  to  life  from  earth  and  sea  ; 
All  the  powers  of  nature,  shaken 
By  his  looks,  prepare  to  flee  : 

Careless  sinner ! 
What  will  then  become  of  thee? 

4  But  to  those  who  have  confessed, 

Loved  and  served  the  Lord  helow, 
He  will  say,  "  Come  near,  ye  blessed  ! 
See  the  kingdom  I  bestow  :* 
You  forever 
Shall  my  love  and  glory  know." 

Newton. 

.883.  The  Judgment. 

1  Lo !  He  comes,  with  clouds  descending, 

Once  for  favored  sinners  slain  ; 

Thousand  thousand  saints  attending, 

Swell  the  triumph  of  his  train. 

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Pierced  and  nailed  Him  to  the  tree, 

Deeply  wailing, 
Shall  the  true  Messiah  see  ! 

3  Yea,  Amen !  let  all  adore  thee, 
High  on  thine  eternal  throne ; 
Saviour !  take  the  power  and  glory, 
Claim  the  kingdom  for  thine  own. 

Oh,  come  quickly  ! 
Everlasting  God  !  come  down. 

Oliver 

884.  Matt.  24  :27. 

1  Lo  !  the  mighty  God  appearing  — 
From  on  high  Jehovah  speaks  ! 
Eastern  lands  the  summons  hearing, 
O'er  the  west  his  thunder  breaks  : 

Earth  beholds  him  : 
Universal  nature  shakes. 


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2  Zion  all  its  light  unfolding, 

God  in  glory  shall  display  : 
Lo !  he  comes. 

Fire  and  clouds  prepare  his  way  : 

Tempests  round  him 
Hasten  on  the  dreadful  day. 

3  Nowr  the  heavens  on  high  adore  him, 

And  his  righteousness  declare  : 
Sinners  perish  from  before  him, 
But  his  saints  his  mercies  share: 

Jnst  his  judgment  ! 
God,  himself  the  Judge,  is  there. 

w.  Goodb. 


The  Joys  and  Glories  of  Heaven,  347 

BRUNSWICK.     L.  M.  henry  caret. 


885.  Rev.  21:  23. 

1  Oh  for  a  sweet,  inspiring  ray, 

To  animate  our  feeble  strains, 
From  the  bright  realms  of  endless  day, — 
The     blissful     realms    where    Jesus 
reigns ! 

2  There,  low  before  his  glorious  throne, 

Adoring  saints  and  angels  fall ; 
And,  with  delightful  worship,  own 
His  smile   their  bliss,   their  heaven, 
their  all. 

3  Immortal  glories  crown  his  head, 

While  tuneful  hallelujahs  rise, 
And  love  and  joy  and  triumph  spread 
Through  all  th'  assemblies  of  the  skies. 

4  He  smiles,  and  seraphs  tune  their  songs 

To  boundless  rapture,  while  they  gaze; 
Ten  thousand  thousand  joyful  tongues 
Resound  his  everlasting  praise. 

5  There  all  the  followers  of  the  Lamb 

Shall  join  at  last  the  heavenly  choir  : 
Oh,  may  the  joy-inspiring  theme 
Awake  our  faith  and  warm  desire  ! 
Mbs.  Steele. 

886.  1  Cor.  2:9. 

1  Now  let  our  souls,  on  wings  sublime, 
Rise  from  the  vanities  of  time, 
Draw  back  the  parting  veil,  and  see 
The  glories  of  eternity. 

2  Born  by  a  new  celestial  birth, 

Why  should  we  grovel  here  on  earth  ? 
Why  grasp  at  transitory  toys, 
So  near  to  heaven's  eternal  joys  ? 


3  Should  aught  beguile  us  on  the  road, 
When  we  are  walking  back  to  God  ? 
For  strangers  into  life  we  come, 
And  dying  is  but  going  home. 

4  Welcome,  sweet  hour  of  full  discharge  ! 
That  sets  our  longing  souls  at  large, 
Unbinds  our  chains,  breaks  up  our  cell, 
And  gives  us  with  our  God  to  dwell. 

5  To  dwell  with  God,  to  feel  his  love, 
Is  the  full  heaven  enjoyed  above ; 
And  the  sweet  expectation  now 

Is  the  young  dawn  of  heaven  below. 

Gibbon?. 

OOI.        The  Glories  and  Joys  of  Heaven. 

1  Oh  for  a  sight,  a  pleasing  sight, 

Of  our  almighty  Father's  throne  ! 
There   sits  our  Saviour,   crowned  with 
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Clothed  in  a  body  like  our  own. 

2  Adoring  saints  around  him  stand,  [fall ; 

And  thrones  and  powers  before  him 

The  God  shines  gracious  thro'  the  Man, 

And  sheds  sweet  glories  on  them  all. 

3  Oh,  what  amazing  joys  they  feel, 

While  to  their  golden  harps  they  sing. 

And  sit  on  every  heavenly  hill,    [King! 

And    spread   the    triumphs    of   their 

4  When  shall  the  day,  dear  Lord,  appear, 

That  I  shall  mount,  to  dwell  above; 
And  stand  and  bow  and  worship  there, 
And  view  thy  face,  and  sing  and  love? 

WATT3. 


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1  0  happy  saints,  that  dwell  in  light, 
And  walk  with  Jesus  clothed  in  white, 
Safe  landed  on  that  peaceful  shore, 
Where  pilgrims  meet  to  part  no  more. 

2  Released  from  sorrow,  sin,  and  strife, 
Death  was  the  gate  to  endless  life, 
And  now  they  range  the  heavenly  plains, 
And  sing  his  love  in  melting  strains. 

3  They  gaze  upon  his  beauteous  face, 
And  tell  the  wonders  of  his  grace  ; 
Or,  overwhelmed  with  raptures  sweet, 
Sink  down,  adoring  at  his  feet. 

4  Ah,  Lord !  with  faltering  steps  I  creep, 
And  sometimes   sing,    and   sometimes 

weep. 
When  shall  I  wake  in  heaven  to  prove 
The  heights  and  depths  of  Jesus' love  ? 

889.  Rev.  5  :  9. 

1  Hark  !  how  the  choral  song  of  heaven 

Swells  full  of  peace  and  joy  above  ; 
Hark !    how   they   strike   their  golden 
harps, 
And  raise  the  tuneful  notes  of  love. 

2  No  anxious  care  nor  thrilling  grief, 

No  deep  despair,  nor  gloomy  woe 
They  feel,  when  high  their  lofty  strains 
In  noblest,  sweetest  concord  flow. 

3  When  shall  we  join  the  heavenly  host, 

Who  sing  Immanuel'a  praise  on  high, 
And  leave  behind  our  doubts  and  fears, 
To  swell  the  chorus  of  the  sky  ? 


890.  Rev.  22:  4. 

1  Lo  !  round  the  throne,  a  glorious  band, 
The  saints  in  countless  myriads  stand  : 
Of  every  tongue  redeemed  to  God, 
Arrayed  in  garments  washed  in  blood. 

2  Through  tribulation  great  they  came  ; 
They  bore  the  cross,  despised  the  shame ; 
But  now  from  all  their  labors  rest, 

In  God's  eternal  glory  blest. 

3  They  see  the  Saviour  face  to  face  ; 
They  sing  the  triumph  of  his  grace  ; 
And  day  and  night,  with  ceaseless  praise, 
To  him  their  loud  hosannas  raise. 

o91.  Heaven. 

1  There  is  a  land  mine  eye  hath  seen 

In  visions  of  enraptured  thought, 
So  bright,  that  all  which  spreads  between 
Is  with  its  radiant  glories  fraught. 

2  A  land,  upon  whose  blissful  shore 

There  rests  no  shadow,  falls  no  stain  : 
.  There  those  who  meet  shall  part  no  more, 
And  those  long  parted  meet  again. 

3  Its  skies  are  not  like  earthly  skies, 

With  varying  hues  of  shade  and  light ; 
It  hath  no  need  of  suns  to  rise 
To  dissipate  the  gloom  of  night. 

4  There  sweeps  no  desolating  wind 

Across  that  calm,  serene  abode  ; 
The  wanderer  there  a  home  may  find 
Within  the  paradise  of  God. 


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1  There  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest, 

To  mourning  wanderers  given  ; 
There  is  a  joy  for  souls  distressed, 
A  balm  for  every  wounded  breast : 

*Tis  found  above  —  in  heaven. 

2  There  is  a  home  for  weary  souls, 

By  sin  and  sorrow  driven,  — 
"When  tossed  on  life's  tempestuous  shoals, 
Where  storms  arise  and  ocean  rolls, 

And  all  is  drear  —  but  heaven. 

3  There  faith  lifts  up  her  cheerful  eye, 

To  brighter  prospects  given  ; 
And  views  the  tempest  passing  by, 
The  evening  shadows  quickly  fly, 

And  all  serene  —  in  heaven. 

4  There  fragrant  flowers  immortal  bloom, 

And  joys  supreme  are  given ; 
There  rays  divine  disperse  the  gloom  ; 
Beyond  the  confines  of  the  tomb 

Appears  the  dawn  of  heaven. 

Wm.  B.  Tappan. 

893 .  "  Heme  of  Sweet  Repose" 

1  There  is  an  hour  of  hallowed  peace, 

For  those  with  cares  oppressed, 
When  sighs  and  sorrowing  tears  shall 
cease, 
And  all  be  hushed  to  rest. 

2  JTis  then  the  soul  is  freed  from  fears 

And  doubts  which  here  annoy ; 
Then  they  who  oft  have  sown  in  tears 
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Where  storms  assail  no  more  ; 
The  stream  of  endless  pleasure  flows 
On  that  celestial  shore. 

4  There  purity  with  love  appears, 

And  bliss  without  alloy ; 
There  they  who  oft  had  sown  in  tears 
Shall  reap  again  in  joy. 

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o94.  Longing  for  Heaven. 

1  The  roseate  hues  of  early  dawn, 

The  brightness  of  the  day, 

The  crimson  of  the  sunset  sky, 

How  fast  they  fade  away ! 

2  Oh  for  the  pearly  gates  of  heaven, 

Oh  for  the  golden  floor, 
Oh  for  the  Sun  of  righteousness, 
That  setteth  nevermore ! 

3  Oh  for  a  heart  that  never  sins, 

Oh  for  a  soul  washed  white, 
Oh  for  a  voice  to  praise  our  King, 
Nor  weary  day  nor  night ! 

4  Here  faith  is  ours,  and  heavenly  hope, 

And  grace  to  lead  us  higher ; 
But  there  are  perfectness  and  peace, 
Beyond  our  best  desire. 

5  Oh,  by  thy  love  and  anguish,  Lord, 

And  by  thy  life  laid  down, 
Grant  that  w.e  fall  not  from  thy  grace, 
Nor  cast  away  our  crown. 


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1  There  is  a  house  not  made  with  hands, 

Eternal,  and  on  high  : 
And  here  my  spirit  waiting  stands, 
Till  God  shall  bid  it  fly. 

2  Shortly  this  prison  of  my  clay 

Must  be  dissolved  and  fall ; 

Then,  O  my  soul,  with  joy  obey 

Thy  heavenly  Father's  call. 

3  We  walk  by  faith  of  joys  to  come ; 

Faith  lives  upon  his  word; 
But  while  the  body  is  our  home, 
We're  absent  from  the  Lord. 

4  'Tis  pleasant  to  believe  thy  grace, 

But  we  had  rather  see  ; 
We  would  be  absent  from  the  flesh, 
And  present,  Lord,  with  thee. 

WATTS. 

o9o.  Joys  of  Heaven . 

1  Oh,  could  our  thoughts  and  wishes  fly 

Above  these  gloomy  shades, 
To  those  bright  worlds  beyond  the  sky, 
Which  sorrow  ne'er  invades  ! 

2  There  joys  unseen  by  mortal  eyes, 

Or  reason's  feeble  ray, 
In  ever-blooming  prospect  rise, 
Unconscious  of  decay. 

3  Lord !  send  a  beam  of  light  divine 

To  guide  our  upward  aim; 
With  pilte  reviving  touch  of  thino 
Our  languid  hearts  inflame. 


Then  shall,  on  faith's  sublimest  wing, 

Our  ardent  wishes  rise 
To  those  bright  scenes  where  pleasures 
spring 
Immortal  in  the  skies. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

897.  ICor.  2:  9,  10. 

1  Nor  eye  hath  seen,  nor  ear  hath  heard, 

Nor  sense  nor  reason  known, 
What  joys  the  Father  has  prepared 
For  those  that  love  his  Son. 

2  But  the  good  Spirit  of  the  Lord 

Reveals  a  heaven  to  come ; 

The  beams  of  glory  in  his  word 

Allure  and  guide  us  home. 

3  Pure  are  the  joys  above  the  sky, 

And  all  the  region  peace ; 
No  wanton  lips  nor  envious  eye 
Can  see  or  taste  the  bliss. 

4  Those  holy  gates  forever  bar 

Pollution,  sin,  and  shame  ; 
None  shall  obtain  admittance  there, 
But  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

Watts. 

898.  Aspiration. 

1  Mv  soul,  amid  this  stormy  world, 

Is  like  some  fluttered  dove, 
And  fain  would  be  as  swift  of  wing 
To  flee  to  Him  I  love. 

2  Ah !  leave  me  not  in  this  dark  world 

A  stranger  still  to  roam  ; 
Come,  Lord  !  and  take  me  to  thyself; 
Come,  Jesus  !  quickly  come. 

R.  c.  CHAPMAJT. 


Heaven.      Great  Cloud  of  Witnesses. 
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1  Give  me  the  wings  of  faith  to  rise 

Within  the  veil,  and  see 
The  saints  above,  how  great  their  joys, 
How  bright  their  glories  be  ! 

2  Once  they  were  mourning  here  below, 

And  wet  their  couch  with  tears ; 

They  wrestled  hard,  as  we  do  now, 

With  sins  and  doubts  and  fears. 

3  I  ask  them  whence  their  victory  came : 

They,  with  united  breath, 
Ascribe  their  conquest  to  the  Lamb, 
Their  triumph  to  his  death. 

4  They  marked  the  footsteps  that  he  trod ; 

His  zeal  inspired  their  breast ; 
And,  following  their  incarnate  God, 
Possess  the  promised  rest. 

5  Our  glorious  Leader  claims  our  praise 

For  his  own  pattern  given, 
While  the  long  cloud  of  witnesses 
Show  the  same  path  to  heaven. 


Watts. 


900.  Deut.  S4:  1. 

1  There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 

Where  saints  immortal  reign, 
Infinite  day  excludes  the  night, 
And  pleasures  banish  pain. 

2  There  everlasting  spring  abides, 

And  never-withering  flowers : 

Death,  like  a  narrow  sea,  divides 

This  heavenly  land  from  ours. 


Sweet  fields  beyond  the  swelling  flood 
Stand  dressed  in  living  green ; 

So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood, 
While  Jordan  rolled  between. 

Oh,  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove, — 
These  gloomy  doubts  that  rise,  — 

And  see  the  Canaan  that  we  love, 
With  unbeclouded  eyes  :  — 

Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood, 

And  view  the  landscape  o'er,  — 
Not  Jordan's  stream,  nor  death's   cold 
flood, 
Should  fright  us  from  the  shore. 

Watts. 


901. 


Heb.  11. 


Rise,  O  my  soul,  pursue  the  path 

By  ancient  worthies  trod  ; 
Aspiring,  view  those  holy  men 

Who  lived  and  walked  with  God. 

Though  dead,  they  speak  in  reason's  ear, 

And  in  example  live  ; 
Their  faith  and  hope  and  mighty  deeds 

Still  fresh  instruction  give. 
'Twas  through  the  Lamb's  most  precious 
blood 

They  conquered  every  foe  ; 
And  to  his  power  and  matchless  grace 

Their  crowns  of  life  they  owe. 
Lord !  may  I  ever  keep  in  view 

The  patterns  thou  hast  given, 
And  ne'er  forsake  the  blessed  road 

That  led  them  safe  to  heaven. 

Needham. 


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Or  feel,  at  death,  dismay  ? 
I've  Canaan's  goodly  land  in  view, 
And  realms  of  endless  day. 

5  Apostles,  martyrs,  prophets,  there, 

Around  my  Saviour  stand  ; 
And  soon  my  friends  in  Christ  below 
Will  join  the  glorious  band. 

6  Jerusalem !  my  happy  home ! 

My  soul  still  pants  for  thee ! 
Then  shall  my  labors  have  an  end, 
When  I  thy  joys  shall  see. 

904.  Death  is  Gain. 

1  When  musing  sorrow  weeps  the  past, 

And  mourns  the  present  pain, 
'Tis  sweet  to  think  of  peace  at  last, 
And  feel  that  death  is  gain. 

2  'Tis  not  that  murmuring  thoughts  arise, 

And  dread  a  Father's  will ; 
'Tis  not  that  meek  submission  flies, 
And  would  not  suffer  still : 

3  It  is  that  heaven-born  faith  surveys 

The  path  that  leads  to  light, 
And  longs  her  eagle  plumes  to  raise, 
And  lose  herself  in  sight. 

4  Oh,  let  me  wing  my  hallowed  flight 

From  earth-born  woe  and  care, 

And  soar  above  these  clouds  of  night, 

My  Saviour's  bliss  to  share  ! 

Noel. 


902.  Rev.  21:  10. 

1  0  mother  dear,  Jerusalem, 

When  shall  I  come  to  thee  ? 
When  shall  my  sorrows  have  an  end? 
Thy  joys  when  shall  I  see  ? 

2  0  happy  harbor  of  God's  saints  ! 

O  sweet  and  pleasant  soil ! 
In  thee  no  sorrow  can  be  found, 
Nor  grief,  nor  care,  nor  toil. 

3  No  dimly  cloud  o'ershadows  thee, 

Nor  gloom,  nor  darksome  night; 
But  every  soul  shines  as  the  sun, 
For  God  himself  gives  light. 

4  Thy  walls  are  made  of  precious  stone, 

Thy  bulwarks  diamond-square, 
Thy  gates  are  all  of  orient  pearl,  — 

0  God !  if  I  were  there ! 

903.  Rev.  21. 

1  Jerusalem  !  my  happy  home  ! 

Name  ever  dear  to  me! 
When  shall  my  labors  have  an  end, 
In  joy  and  peace  in  thee  ? 

2  Oh,  when,  thou  city  of  my  God, 

Shall  I  thy  courts  ascend, 
Wher<»  congregation^  ne'er  break  up, 
And  Sabbaths  have  no  end  ? 

3  There  happier  bowers  than  Eden's  bloom, 

Nor  sin  nor  sorrow  know  ;        [scenes 
Blest  seats!   through  rude  and  stormy 

1  onward  press  to  you. 


Sweet  Memories.     Burial  Hymn, 


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905. 

1  They  are  all  gone  into  the  |  world  of 

Ugh  t, 
And  I  alone  sit  |  lingering  here! 
Their  very  memory  is  |  fair  and  bright, 
And  my  sad  |  thoughts  doth  clear. 

2  I  see  them  walking  in  an  |  air  of  glory, 

Whose    light  doth  trample  |  on  my 

days  ; 
My  days,  which  are  at  best  but  |  dull 

and  hoary, 
Mere  glimmerings  |  and  decays. 

3  Dear,  beauteous   death,    the  jewel  |  of 

the  just, 
Shining  nowhere  but  |  in  the  dark  ; 
What  mysteries  do  lie  be  -  |  yond   thy 

dust, 
Could  man  out  -  |  look  that  mark  ! 

4  He  that  hath  found  some  fledged  bird's 

J  nest  may  know 
At  first  sight  if  the  |  bird  be  flown  ; 
But  what  fair  dell  or  grove  he  |  sings  in 
now, 
That  is  to  |  him  unknown. 


5  And  yet,  as  angels  in  some  |  brighter 

dreams  [sleep ; 

Call   to   the    soul  when  |  man   doth 
So   some   strange    thoughts   transcend 
our  |  wonted  themes, 
And  into  |  glory  peep. 

6  If  a  star  were  confined  in-  \  to  a  tomb, 

Her  captive  flame  must  |  needs  burn 
there  ; 
But  when    the   hand   that  locked  her 
|  up  gives  room, 
She'll  shine  through  |  all  the  sphere  ! 

7  0  Father  of  eternal  |  life,  and  all 

Created  glories  |  under  thee  ! 
Resume  my  spirit  from  this  |  world  of 
thrall 
Into  true  |  liberty ! 

8  Either     disperse     these    mists,   which 

|  blot  and  fill 
My  perspective  still  |  as  they  pass  ; 
Or  else  remove  me  hence  un  -  |  to  that 
hill 
Where  I  shall  |  need  no  glass. 

Amen. 


Vaughan. 


906. 


Ancient  Burial  Hymn. 

In  the  midst  of  life  we  |  are  in  death : 

Of  whom  may  we  |  seek  for  succor 

But  of  |  thee,  0  Lord  ? 

Who  for  our  sins  art  |  justly  displeas  -  ed. 

Yet,  0  Lord  |  God  most  holy, 

O  |  Lord  most  mighty, 

O  holy  and  most  |  merciful  Saviour, 

Deliver  us  not  into  the  bitter  pains  of  e  -  |  ternal  death. 

Thou  knowest,  Lord,  the  secrets  |  of  our  hearts; 
Shut  not  thy  merciful  ears  |  to  our  prayer; 
But  spare  us,  |  Lord  most  holy, 
Spare  us,  |  Lord  most  holy. 

0  God  most  mighty,  0  holy  and  |  merciful  Saviour, 

Thou  most  worthy  |  Judge  eternal, 

Suffer  us  not  at  |  our  last  hour, 

For  any  pains  of  death,  to  |  fall  from  thee.     Amen, 


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1  High  in  yonder  realms  of  light, 

Dwell  the  raptured  saints  above  ; 
Far  beyond  our  feeble  sight, 

Happy  in  Iinmanuel's  love  : 
Pilgrims  in  this  vale  of  tears, 

Once  they  knew,  like  us  below, 
Gloomy  doubts,  distressing  fears, 

Torturing  pain,  and  heavy  woe. 

2  But  these  days  of  weeping  o'er, 

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They  shall  feel  distress  no  more,  — 

Never,  never  weep  again : 
'Mid  the  chorus  of  the  skies, 

'Mid  th'  angelic  lyres  above, 
Hark,  their  songs  melodious  rise,  — 

Songs  of  praise  to  Jesus'  love  ! 

3  All  is  tranquil  and  serene, 

Calm  and  undisturbed  repose  ; 
There  no  cloud  can  intervene, 

There  no  angry  tempest  blows ; 
Every  tear  is  wiped  away, 

Sighs  no  more  shall  heave  the  breast, 
Night  is  lost  in  endless  day, 

Sorrow,  in  eternal  rest. 

Raffles. 


908.  Rev  7:  13. 

1  Who  are  these  in  bright  array, 

This  innumerable  throng, 
Round  the  altar  night  and  day 

Hymning  one  triumphant  song?  — 
"  Worthy  is  the  Lamb,  once  slain, 

Blessing,  honor,  glory,  power, 
Wisdom,  riches,  to  obtain, 

New  dominion  every  hour." 

2  These  through  fiery  trials  trod  ; 

These  from  great  affliction  came  : 
Now,  before  the  throne  of  God, 

Sealed  with  his  almighty  name, 
Clad  in  raiment  pure  and  white, 

Victor-palms  in  every  hand, 
Through  their  dear  Redeemer's  might, 

More  than  conquerors  they  stand. 

3  Hunger,  thirst,  disease  unknown, 

On  immortal  fruits  they  feed  ; 
Them  the  Lamb,  amid  the  throne, 

Shall  to  living  fountains  lead  : 
Joy  and  gladness  banish  sighs  ; 

Perfect  love  dispels  all  fears ; 
And  forever  from  their  eyes 

God  shall  wipe  away  the  tears. 

MQUTGOMKRY. 


Our  Heavenly  Home:  Beautiful  and  Blessed. 


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1  There  is  a  blessed  home 

Beyond  this  land  of  woe, 
Where  trials  never  come, 
Nor  tears  of  sorrow  flow ; 

2  Where  faith  is  lost  in  sight, 

And  patient  hope  is  crowned, 
And  everlasting  light 
Its  glory  throws  around. 

3  There  is  a  land  of  peace  ; 

Good  angels  know  it  well  ; 
Glad  songs  that  never  cease 
Within  its  portals  swell. 

4  Look  up,  ye  saints  of  God ! 

Nor  fear  to  tread  below 
The  path  your  Saviour  trod 
Of  daily  toil  and  woe. 

5  Wait  but  a  little  while 

In  uncomplaining  love ; 
His  own  most  gracious  smile 
Shall  welcome  you  above. 

Baker. 

910 .  "  What  must  it  be  to  be  there  !  " 

1  We  speak  of  the  realms  of  the  blest, 

That  country  so  bright  and  so  fair, 
And  oft  are  its  glories  confessed ; 
But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there ! 

2  We  speak  of  its  freedom  from  sin, 

From  sorrow,  temptation,  and  care, 
From  trials  without  and  within  ; 
But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there  ! 


3  We  speak  of  its  service  of  love, 

The  robes  which  the  glorified  wear, 
The  Church  of  the  first-born  above  ; 
But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there  ! 

4  Do  thou,  Lord,  'mid  sorrow  and  woe, 

Still  for  heaven  my  spirit  prepare, 
And  shortly  I  also  shall  know, 
And  feel,  what  it  is  to  be  there. 

911.  Longing  to  be  with  Jesus. 

1  To  Jesus,  the  crown  of  my  hope, 

My  soul  is  in  haste  to  be  gone  ; 
Oh,  bear  me,  ye  cherubim,  up, 
And  waft  me  away  to  his  throne. 

2  My  Saviour,  whom,  absent,  I  love ; 

Whom,  not  having  seen,  I  adore ; 
Whose  name  is  exalted  above 

All  glory,  dominion,  and  power ;  — 

3  When  that  happy  era  begins, 

When  arrayed  in  thy  glories  I  shine, 
Nor  grieve  any  more,  by  my  sins, 
The  bosom  on  which  I  recline,  — 

4  Oh,  then  shall  the  veil  be  removed  ! 

And    round   me    thy   brightness   be 
poured ; 
I  shall  meet  him  whom  absent  I  loved, 
I  shall  see  whom  unseen  I  adored. 

5  And  then,  never  more  shall  the  fears, 

The  trials,  temptations,  and  woes, 
Which  darken  this  valley  of  tears, 
Intrude  on  my  blissful  repose. 

COWPEB. 


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912. 


1  For  thee,  0  dear,  dear  country, 

Mine  eyes  their  vigils  keep  : 
For  very  love,  beholding 

Thy  happy  name,  they  weep. 
Thou  hast  no  shore,  fair  ocean  ! 

Thou  hast  no  time,  bright  day  ! 
Dear  fountain  of  refreshment 

To  pilgrims  far  away. 

2  There  is  the  throne  of  David ; 

And  there,  from  care  released, 
The  shout  of  them  that  triumph, 

The  song  of  them  that  feast. 
And  they  who  with  their  Leader 

Have  conquered  in  the  fight, 
Forever  and  forever 

Are  clad  in  robes  of  white. 

3  They  stand,  those  halls  of  Sion, 

All  jubilant  with  song  ; 
And  bright  with  many  an  angel, 

And  all  the  martyr  throng. 
O  sweet  and  blessed  country, 

Shall  I  e'er  see  thy  face  ? 
O  sweet  and  blessed  country, 

Shall  I  e'er  win  thy  grace? 

4  E'en  now,  by  faith,  I  see  thee ! 

E'en  now  thy  walls  discern  ! 
To  thee  my  thoughts  are  kindled, 
And  strive  and  pant  and  yearn. 


Jerusalem !  exulting 

On  that  securest  shore, 
I  hope  thee,  wish  thee,  sing  thee, 

And  love  thee  evermore ! 

Bernard,  by  Dr.  Nkale. 

913. 

1  Brief  life  is  here  our  portion, 

Brief  sorrow,  short-lived  care  ! 
The  life  that  knows  no  ending, 

The  tearless  life  is  there ! 
And  now  we  watch  and  struggle, 

And  now  we  live  in  hope, 
And  Sion,  in  her  anguish, 

With  Babylon  must  cope. 

2  But  He  whom  now  we  trust  in 

Shall  then  be  seen  and  known  ; 
And  they  that  know  and  see  him 

Shall  have  him  for  their  own. 
The  morning  shall  awaken, 

The  shadow  shall  decay, 
And  each  true-hearted  servant 

Shall  shine  as  doth  the  day. 

3  There  God,  our  King  and  portion, 

In  fulness  of  his  grace, 
Shall  we  behold  forever, 

And  worship  face  to  face. 
Then  all  the  halls  of  Sion 

For  aye  shall  be  complete, 
And  in  the  land  of  beauty, 

All  things  of  beauty  meet. 

Bernard,  by  Dr.  Neale. 


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y  1 4 .  Aspiration. 

1  Rise,  my  soul !  and  stretch  thy  wings, 

Thy  better  portion  trace  ; 
Rise  from  transitory  things, 

Toward  heaven,  thy  native  place  . 
Sun  and  moon  and  stars  decay ; 

Time  shall  soon  this  earth  remove  ; 
Rise,  my  soul !  and  haste  away 

To  seats  prepared  above. 

Rivers  to  the  ocean  run, 

Nor  stay  in  all  their  course  ; 
Fire,  ascending,  seeks  the  sun ; 

Both  speed  them  to  their  source  ; 
So  a  soul,  that's  born  of  God, 

Pants  to  view  his  glorious  face, 
Upward  tends  to  his  abode, 

To  rest  in  his  embrace. 

3  Fly  me,  riches  !  fly  me,  cares  ! 

While  I  that  coast  explore ; 
Flattering  world  !  with  all  thy  snares, 

Solicit  me  no  more  : 
Pilgrims  fix  not  here  their  home  ; 

Strangers  tarry  but  a  night ; 
When  the  last  dear  morn  is  come, 

They'll  rise  to  joyful  light. 


4  Cease,  ye  pilgrims  !  cease  to  mourn,  — 
Press  onward  to  the  prize  ! 
Soon  your  Saviour  will  return 

Triumphant  in  the  skies ; 
Yet  a  season,  and  you  know 

Happy  entrance  will  be  given, 
All  your  sorrows  left  below, 

And  earth  exchanged  for  heaven. 

Ce>t>tick. 

915.  «  The  Transient  and  Eternal." 

1  Time  is  winging  us  away 

To  our  eternal  home ; 
Life  is  but  a  winter's  day  — 

A  journey  to  the  tomb ; 
Youth  and  vigor  soon  will  flee, 

Blooming  beauty  lose  its  charms ; 
All  that's  mortal  soon  shall  be 

Enclosed  in  death's  cold  arms. 

2  Time  is  winging  us  away 

To  our  eternal  home ; 
Life  is  but  a  winter's  day  — 

A  journey  to  the  tomb ; 
But  the  Christian  shall  enjoy 

Health  and  beauty,  soon,  above, 
Far  beyond  the  world's  allo3r, 

Secure  in  Jesus'  love. 

J.  BUETOX. 


Section  IX. 


MISCELLANEOUS  HYMNS. 


(a.)  Times  and  Occasions.  The  Seasons.  The  Close  of  the  Tear. 
The  New  Year.  Days  of  Fasting.  Days  of  Thanksgiving. 
Harvest.  Te?nperance.  Prayers  for  those  in  Peril  on  the 
Sea.     Historic  and  National  Hymns. 

(5.)  Hymns  pertaining   to  the  Family.      The   Happy  Ho7ne.     Early 
Piety.      The  Nurture  of  Children.     Family   Worship. 


BOTH  YOUNG  MEN,  AND  MAIDENS;    OLD  MEN,  AND  CHILDREN > 
LET  THEM  PRAISE  THE  NAME  OF  THE  LORD:' -Psalm  147:  12. 

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916.  j^ew  Tear. 

1  While,  with  ceaseless  course,  the  sun 

Hasted  through  the  former  year, 
Many  souls  their  race  have  run, 

Nevermore  to  meet  us  here : 
Fixed  in  an  eternal  state, 

They  have  done  with  all  below ; 
We  a  little  longer  wait ; 

But  how  little  none  can  know. 

2  As  the  winged  arrow  flies 

Speedily  the  mark  to  find  ; 
As  the  lightning  from  the  skies 

Darts,  and  leaves  no  trace  behind,  — 
Swiftly  thus  our  fleeting  days 

Bear  us  down  life's  rapid  stream ; 
Upward,  Lord,  our  spirits  raise, 

All  below  is  but  a  dream. 

3  Thanks  for  mercies  past  receive ; 

Pardon  of  our  sins  renew; 
Teach  us  henceforth  how  to  live, 

With  eternity  in  view  : 
Bless  thy  word  to  old  and  young ; 

Fill  us  with  a  Saviour's  love ; 
When  our  life's  short  race  is  run, 

May  we  dwell  with  thee  above. 

NSWTOV. 


917.  Close  of  the  Tear. 

1  Thou  who  roll'st  the  year  around, 

Crowned  with  mercies  large  and  free, 
Rich  thy  gifts  to  us  abound, 

Warm  our  praise  shall  rise  to  thee. 
Kindly  to  our  worship  bow, 

While  our  grateful  thanks  we  tell, 
That,  sustained  by  thee,  we  now 

Bid  the  parting  year  farewell ! 

2  All  its  numbered  days  are  sped, 

All  its  busy  scenes  are  o'er, 
All  its  joys  forever  fled, 

All  its  sorrows  felt  no  more. 
Mingled  with  the  eternal  past, 

Its  remembrance  shall  decay; 
Yet  to  be  revived  at  last, 

At  the  solemn  judgment-day. 

3  All  our  follies,  Lord,  forgive  ! 

Cleanse  us  from  each  guilty  stain ; 
Let  thy  grace  within  us  live, 

That  we  spend  not  years  in  vain. 
Then,  when  life's  last  eve  shall  come, 

Happy  spirits,  may  we  fly 
To  our  everlasting  home, 

To  our  Father's  house  on  high! 

Ray  Palmer. 


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1  Our  Father  !  through  the  coming  year 

We  know  not  what  shall  be ; 
But  we  would  leave,  without  a  fear, 
Its  ordering  all  to  thee. 

2  It  may  be  we  shall  toil  in  vain 

For  what  the  world  holds  fair ; 
And  all  the  good  we  thought  to  gain, 
Deceive,  aud  prove  but  care. 

3  It  may  be  it  shall  darkly  blend 

Our  love  with  anxious  fears, 
And  snatch  away  the  valued  friend, 
The  tried  of  many  years. 

4  It  may  be  it  shall  bring  us  days 

And  nights  of  lingering  pain  ; 
And  bid  us  take  a  farewell  gaze 
Of  these  loved  haunts  of  men. 

5  But  calmly,  Lord,  on  thee  we  rest ; 

No  fears  our  trust  shall  move ; 
Thou  knowest  what  for  each  is  best, 
And  thou  art  Perfect  Love. 

919.  The  Old  Year. 

1  The  year  is  gone  beyond  recall, 

With  all  its  hopes  and  fears, 
With  all  its  brio  lit  and  gladdening  smiles, 
With  all  its  mourner's  tears. 

2  •  To  thee  we  come,  0  gracious  Lord  ! 

The  iirw-lxiru  year  to  bless; 
Defend  our  land  from  pestilence'] 
Give  peace  and  plenteousness. 


3  From  evil  deeds  that  stain  the  past 

We  now  desire  to  flee ; 
And  pray  that  future  years  may  all 
Be  spent,  good  Lord !  for  thee. 

4  0  Father !  let  thy  watchful  eye 

Still  look  on  us  in  love, 
That  we  may  praise  thee  year  by  year, 
As  angels  do  above. 

5  All  glory  to  the  Father  be  ; 

All  glory  to  the  Son ; 
All  glory,  Holy  G-host !  to  thee, 
While  endless  ages  run. 

920.  Psalm  65. 

1  ?Tis    by   thy   strength   the  mountains 

stand, 
God  of  eternal  power ! 
The  sea  grows  calm  at  thy  command, 
And  tempests  cease  to  roar. 

2  Thy  morning  light  and  evening  shade 

Successive  comforts  bring ; 
Thy  plenteous  fruits  make  harvest  glad  ; 
Thy  flowers  adorn  the  spring. 

3  Seasons  and  times  and  moons  and  hours, 

Heaven,  earth,  and  air  are  thine ; 
When  clouds  distil  in  fruitful  showers, 
The  author  is  divine  ! 

4  Thy  showers  the  thirsty  furrows  fill ; 

And  ranks  of  corn  appear; 
Thy  ways  abound  with  blessings  still, — 


Thy  goodness  crowns  the  year. 


Watts. 


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921.  Psalm  147. 

1  With  songs  and  honors  sounding  loud, 

Address  the  Lord  on  high  ; 
Over  the  heavens  he  spreads  his  cloud, 
And  waters  veil  the  sky. 

2  He  sends  his  showers  of  blessings  down, 

To  cheer  the  plains  below ;      [crown, 
He   makes   the   grass    the    mountains 
And  corn  in  valleys  grow. 

3  His  steady  counsels  change  the  face 

Of  the  declining  year ; 
He  bids  the  sun  cut  short  his  race, 
And  wintry  days  appear. 

4  His  hoary  frost,  his  fleecy  snow, 

Descend  and  clothe  the  ground; 
The  liquid  streams  forbear  to  flow, 
In  icy  fetters  bound. 

5  He  sends  his  word,  and  melts  the  snow, 

The  fields  no  longer  mourn ; 
He  calls  the  warmer  gales  to  blow, 
And  bids  the  spring  return. 

6  The  changing  wind,  the  flying  cloud, 

Obey  his  mighty  word ; 
With  songs  and  honors  sounding  loud, 
Praise  ye  the  sovereign  Lord. 

Watts. 


922.  The  Opening. 

1  When  brighter  suns  and  milder  skies 

Proclaim  the  opening  year, 
What  various  sounds  of  joy  arise  ! 
What  prospects  bright  appear! 

2  Earth  and  her  thousand  voices  give 

Their  thousand  notes  of  praise ; 
And  all  that  by  his  mercy  live 
To  God  their  offering  raise. 

o  Thus,  like  the  morning,  calm  and  clear, 
That  saw  the  Saviour  rise, 
The  spring  of  heaven's  eternal  year 
Shall  dawn  on  earth  and  skies. 

4  No  winter  there,  no  shades  of  night, 
Obscure  those  mansions  blest, 
Where,  in  the  happy  fields  of  light, 
The  weary  are  at  rest. 

W.  B.  0.  Peabody. 


923 .  The  Flight  of  Time. 

1.  Thee  we  adore,  Eternal  Name  ! 
And  humbly  own  to  thee 
How  feeble  is  our  mortal  frame, 
What  dying  worms  are  we ! 

2  The  year  rolls  round,  and  steals  away 

The  breath  that  first  it  gave  ; 
Whate'er  we  do,  whate'er  we  be, 
We're  travelling  to  the  grave. 

3  Great  God  !  on  what  a  slender  thread 

Hang  everlasting  things ! 
Th'  eternal  state  of  all  the  dead 
Upon  life's  feeble  strings ! 

4  Infinite  joy  or  endless  woe 

Attends  on  every  breath  ; 
And  yet,  how  unconcerned  we  go 
Upon  the  brink  of  death ! 

5  Waken,  0  Lord,  our  drowsy  sense, 

To  walk  this  dangerous  road  ! 

And  if  our  souls  are  hurried  hence, 

May  they  be  found  with  God. 

Watts. 

C7*a4.  Goodness  of  Providence. 

1  God  of  our  lives  !  thy  various  praise 

Our  voices  shall  resound ; 
Thy  hand  revolves  our  fleeting  days, 
And  brings  the  seasons  round. 

2  To  thee  shall  daily  incense  rise, 

Our  Father  and  our  Friend ; 
While  daily  mercies  from  the  skies 
In  genial  streams  descend. 

3  In  every  scene  of  life,  thy  care, 

In  every  age  we  see  : 
And  constant  as  thy  favors  are, 
So  let  our  praises  be. 

4  Still  may  thy  love,  in  every  scene, 

In  every  age  appear; 
And  let  the  same  compassion  deign 
To  bless  the  opening  year. 

5  If  mercy  smile,  let  mercy  bring 

Our  wandering  souls  to  God : 

And  in  affliction  we  shall  sing, 

If  thou  wilt  bless  the  rod. 

Hegkjbotham. 


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1  Great   God  !    we    sing    that   mighty 

hand 
By  which  supported  still  we  stand ; 
The  opening  year  thy  mercy  shows ; 
Let  mercy  crown  it  till  it  close. 

2  By  day,  by  night,  at  home,  abroad, 
Still  we  are  guarded  by  our  God  ; 
By  his  incessant  bounty  fed, 

By  his  unerring  counsel  led. 

3  With  grateful  hearts  the  past  we  own ; 
The  future,  all  to  us  unknown, 

We  to  thy  guardian  care  commit, 
And  peaceful  leave  before  thy  feet. 

4  In  scenes  exalted  or  depressed, 

Be  thou  our  joy,  and  thou  our  rest ; 
Thy  goodness  all  our  hopes  shall  raise, 
Adored  through  all  our  changing  days. 

5  When  death  shall  interrupt  our  songs, 
And  seal  in  silence  mortal  tongues, 
Our  Helper,  God,  in  whom  we  trust, 
In  better  worlds  our  souls  shall  boast. 

Doddridge. 
9  ^3  O .  Tlianks  giving. 

1  Eternal  Source  of  every  joy  ! 

Well  may  thy  praise  our  lips  employ, 
While  in  thy  temple  we  appear, 
Whose    goodness    crowns   the  circling 
year. 

'J  Wide  m  the  wheels  of  nature  roll, 
Thy  hand  supports  and  guides  the  whole; 
The  sun  is  taught  by  thee  to  rise, 
And  darkness  when  to  veil  the  skies. 


3  The  flowery  spring,  at  thy  command, 
Embalms  the  air,  and  paints  the  land ; 
The  summer  rays  with  vigor  shine, 
To  raise  the  corn  and  cheer  the  vine. 

4  Thy  hand  in  autumn  richly  pours 
Through  all  our  coasts  redundant  stores  ; 
And  winters,  softened  by  thy  care, 

No  more  a  face  of  horror  wear. 

5  Seasons  and  months  and  weeks  and  days 
Demand  successive  songs  of  praise ; 
Still  be  the  cheerful  homage  paid, 
With  opening  light  and  evening  shade. 

Doddridge. 

9*5  T .  Thanksgiving. 

1  Our  Helper,  God  !  we  bless  thy  name, 
The  same  thy  power,  thy  grace  the  same,- 
The  tokens  of  thy  loving  care 

Open  and  crown  and  close  the  year. 

2  Amid  ten  thousand  snares  we  stand, 
Supported  by  thy  guardian  hand; 
And  see,  when  we  survey  our  ways, 
Ten  thousand  monuments  of  praise. 

3  Thus  far  thine  arm  hath  led  us  on ; 
Thus  far  we  make  thy  mercy  known ; 
And  while  we  tread  this  desert  land, 
New  mercies  shall  new  songs  demand. 

4  Our  grateful  souls  on  Jordan's  shore 
Shall  raise  one  sacred  pillar  more; 
Then  bear,  in  thy  bright  courts  above, 
Inscriptions  of  immortal  love. 

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1  Praise  to  God,  immortal  praise, 
For  the  love  that  crowns  our  days ! 
Bounteous  source  of  every  joy, 

Let  thy  praise  our  tongues  employ  ! 

2  For  the  blessings  of  the  field, 
For  the  stores  the  gardens  yield, 
For  the  joy  which  harvests  bring, 
Grateful  praises  now  we  sing. 

3  Clouds  that  drop  refreshing  dews  ; 
Suns  that  genial  heat  diffuse  ; 
Flocks  that  whiten  all  the  plain ; 
Yellow  sheaves  of  ripened  grain ; 

i    All  that  Spring,  with  bounteous  hand, 
Scatters  o'er  the  smiling  land  ; 
All  that  liberal  Autumn  pours 
From  her  overflowing  stores ; 

5  These,  great  God,  to  thee  we  owe, 
Source  whence  all  our  blessings  flow ; 
And,  for  these,  our  souls  shall  raise 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  praise. 

Bakbauld. 

£7^y.  Xew  Tear.      Thanksgiving. 

1  For  thy  mercy  and  thy  grace, 

Constant  through  another  year, 
Hear  our  song  of  thankfulness  ; 
Jesus,  our  Redeemer !  hear. 

2  In  our  weakness  and  distress, 

Rock  of  Strength  !  be  thou  our  stay 

kin  the  pathless  wilderness, 


3  Who  of  us  death's  awful  road 

In  the  coming  year  shall  tread,  — 
With  thy  rod  and  staff,  O  Lord ! 
Comfort  thou  his  dying-bed. 

4  Make  us  faithful,  make  us  pure ; 

Keep  us  evermore  thine  own ; 
Help  thy  servants  to  endure ; 
Fit  us  for  the  promised  crown. 

5  So  within  thy  palace-gate 

We  shall  praise,  on  golden  strings, 
Thee,  the  only  Potentate  ! 

Lord  of  lords  !  and  King  of  kings  ! 

930.  Fast.— Psalm  60. 

1  Why,  0  God  !  thy  people  spurn  ? 
Why  permit  thy  wrath  to  burn  ? 
God  of  mercy !  turn  once  more, 
All  our  broken  hearts  restore. 

2  Thou  hast  made  our  land  to  quake, 
Heal  the  sorrows  thou  dost  make ; 
Bitter  is  the  cup  we  drink, 
Suffer  not  our  souls  to  sink. 

3  Be  thy  banner  now  unfurled, 
Show  thy  truth  to  all  the  world ; 
Save  us,  Lord,  we  cry  to  thee, 
Lift  thine  arm,  thy  chosen  free. 

4  Give  us  now  relief  from  pain,  — 
Human  aid  is  all  in  vain  : 

We,  through  God,  shall  yet  prevail, 
He  will  help,  when  foes  assail. 

Hatfield. 


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931.  Harvest-Hymn. 

1  Come,  ye  thankful  people  !  come, 
Raise  the  song  of  Harvest- Home  ! 
All  is  safely  gathered  in 

Ere  the  winter  storms  begin  ; 
God  our  Maker  doth  provide 
For  our  wants  to  be  supplied ; 
Come  to  God's  own  temple,  come  ! 
Raise  the  song  of  Harvest-Home  ! 

2  We  ourselves  are  God's  own  field, 
Fruit  unto  his  praise  we  yield ; 
Wheat  and  tares  together  sown, 
Unto  joy  or  sorrow  grown, 

First  the  blade  and  then  the  ear, 
Then  the  full  corn  shall  appear: 
Grant,  0  Harvest  Lord,  that  we 
Wholesome  grain  and  pure  may  be. 


For  the  Lord  our  God  shall  come 
And  shall  take  his  harvest  home ; 
From  his  field  shall,  in  that  day, 
All  offences  purge  away ; 
Give  his  angels  charge,  at  last, 
In  the  fire  the  tares  to  cast; 
But  the  fruitful  ears  to  store 
In  his  garner  evermore. 


Then,  thou  Church  triumphant !  come, 
Raise  the  song  of  Harvest-Home  ! 
All  are  safely  gathered  in, 
Free  from  sorrow,  free  from  sin, 
There  forever,  purified, 
In  God's  garner  to  abide  : 
Come,  ten  thousand  angels,  come, 
Raise  the  glorious  Harvest-Home  ! 

ALFORD. 


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Crown  our  just  counsels  with  success, 
With  truth  and  peace  our  nation  bless, 
And  all  thy  sacred  rights  maintain. 

9o4.         For  Those  in  Perils  of  Waters. 

1  Eternal  Father  !  strong  to  save, 
Whose  arm  hath  bound  the  restless 

wave, 
Who  bidd'st  the  mighty  ocean  deep 
Its  own  appointed  limits  keep  ; 
Oh,  hear  us  when  we  cry  to  thee 
For  those  in  peril  on  the  sea ! 


2  0  Christ !  whose  voice  the  waters  heard, 
And  hushed  their  raging  at  thy  word, 
Who  walkedst  on  the  foaming  deep, 
And  calm  amidst  its  rage  didst  sleep  ; 
Oh,  hear  us  when  we  cry  to  thee 

For  those  in  peril  on  the  sea ! 

3  Most  Holy  Spirit !  who  didst  brood 
Upon  the  chaos  dark  and  rude, 
And  bid  its  angry  tumult  cease, 
And  give,  for  wild  confusion,  peace ; 
Oh,  hear  us  when  we  cry  to  thee 
For  those  in  peril  on  the  sea  ! 

4  0  Trinity  of  love  and  power ! 

Our  brethren  shield  in  danger's  hour ; 
From  rock  and  tempest,  fire  and  foe, 
Protect  them  wheresoe'er  they  go. 
Thus  evermore  shall  rise  to  thee 
Glad  hymns  of  praise  from  land  and  sea. 


932 .  The  Holy  NatUm. 

1  0  happy  nation  !  where  the  Lord 
Reveals  the  treasures  of  his  word, 

And  builds  his  Church,   his    earthly 
throne : 
His  eye  the  heathen  world  surveys, 
He  formed  their  hearts,  he  knows  their 
ways ; 
But  God,  their  Maker,  is  unknown. 

2  The  eye  of  thy  compassion,  Lord, 
Does  most  secure  defence  afford 

When  death  or  dangers  threatening 
stand ; 
Thy  watchful  eye  preserves  the  just 
Who  make  thy  name  their  fear  and  trust, 

When  wars  or  famine  waste  the  land. 

3  In  sickness,  or  the  bloody  field, 
Thou  our  physician,  thou  our  shield, 

Send  us  salvation  from  thy  throne : 
We  wait  to  see  thy  goodness  shine  ; 
Let  us  rejoice  in  help  divine, 
For  all  our  hope  is  God  alone. 

Watts. 
c/00.  Thanksgiving. 

1  With     grateful     hearts,    with    joyful 

tongues, 
To  God  we  raise  united  songs ; 

His  power  and  mercy  we  proclaim. 
Our  Union  bless,  and  make  us  own 
Jehovah  here  has  fixed  his  throne, 

And  triumph  in  his  mighty  name. 

2  Long  as  the  moon  her  course  shall  run, 
Or  men  behold  the  circling  sun, 

Within  our  borders  hold  thy  reign ; 


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9oO.  Our  Pilgrim  Fathers. 

1  O  God,  beneath  thy  guiding  hand, 

Our  exiled  fathers  crossed  the  sea; 
And  when  they  trod  the  wintry  strand, 
With  prayer  and  psalm   they   wor- 
shipped thee. 

2  Thou  heard'st,  well-pleased,  the  song,  the 

prayer,  — 
Thy    blessing    came;    and   still  its 

power 
Shall  onward,  through  all  ages,  bear 
The  memory  of  that  holy  hour. 

3  Laws,  freedom,  truth,  and  faith  in  God 

Came  with  those  exiles  o'er  the  waves, 
And  where  their  pilgrim  feet  have  trod, 
The  God  they  trusted   guards   their 
graves. 

4  And  here  thy  name,  0  God  of  love, 

Their  children's  children  shall  adore, 
Till  these  eternal  hills  remove, 

And  spring  adorns  the  earth  no  more. 

L.  Bacon. 

y«jO-  S/'trmj  and  Oppression, 

1  0  holy  Father  I  just  and  true 

Are  all  thy  works  and  words  and  ways, 
And  unto  thee  alone  are  due 

Thanksgiving  and  eternal  praise! 

2  As  children  of  thy  gracious  care, 

\\Y  veil  the  eje,  we  bend  the  knee, 
With  broken  words  of  praise  and  prayer, 
Father  and  God,  we  come  to  thee. 


3  For  thou  hast  heard,  0  God  of  right ! 

The  sighing  of  the  hapless  slave  ; 
And  stretched  for  him  the  arm  of  might, 
Not  shortened  that  it  could  not  save. 

4  Speed  on  thy  work,  Lord  God  of  hosts  ! 

And  when  the  bondsman's  chain  is 
riven, 
And  swells  from  all  our  country's  coasts 
The  anthem  of  the  free  to  heaven, 

5  Oh,  not  to  those  whom  thou  hast  led, 

As  with  thy  cloud  and  fire  before, 
But  unto  thee  in  fear  and  dread, 
Be  praise  and  glory  evermore. 

Whittier. 
C/O  I  .  Thanksgiving. 

1  Great  God  of  nations  !  now  to  thee 

Our  hymn  of  gratitude  we  raise  ; 
With  humble  heart  and  bending  knee, 
We  offer  thee  our  song  of  praise. 

2  Thy  name  we  bless,  Almighty  God  ! 

For  all  the  kindness  thou  hast  shown 
To  this  fair  land  the  pilgrims  trod,  — 
This  land  we  fondly  call  our  own. 

3  Here  Freedom  spreads  her  banner  wide, 

And  casts  her  soft  and  hallowed  ray  : 
Here,  thou  our  fathers'  steps  didst  guide 
In    safety,  through    their  dangerous 
way. 

4  We  praise  thee,  that  the  gospel's  light, 

Through   all   our  land,    its   radiance 

sheds, 
Dispels  the  shades  of  error's  night, 
And    heavenly    blessings    round    us 

spreads. 


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938.  The  Providence  of  Go<l  over  Nations. 

1  Great  God!  beneath  whose  piercing  eye 
The  earth's  extended  kingdoms  lie; 
Whose  favoring  smile  upholds  them  all, 
Whose   anger  smites   them,   and   they 

fall;  — 

2  Thy  kindness  to  our  fathers  shown, 
Their  children's  children  long  shall  own  ; 
To  thee,  with  grateful  hearts,  shall  raise 
The  tribute  of  exulting  praise. 

3  Upheld  by  thine  unfailing  aid, 
Secure,  the  paths  of  life  we  tread ; 
And,  freely  as  the  vital  air, 

Thy  first  and  noblest  bounties  share. 

4  Great  God,   our    guardian,   guide,  and 

friend  ! 
Oh,  still  thy  sheltering  arm  extend ; 
Preserved  by  thee  for  ages  past, 
For  ages  let  thy  kindness  last ! 

939.  Fasting  and  Prayer. 

1  While  o'er  our  guilty  land,  0  Lord, 
We  view  the  terrors  of  thy  sword ; 
Oh,  whither  shall  the  hopeless  fly  ? 
To  whom  but  thee  direct  their  cry  ? 

2  On  thee,  our  guardian  God,  we  call, 
Before  thy  throne  of  grace  we  fall ; 
And  is  there  no  deliverance  there  ? 
And  must  we  perish  in  despair? 

3  See,  we  repent,  we  weep,  we  mourn, 
To  our  forsaken  God  we  turn  ; 

Oh,  spare  our  guilty  country,  spare 
The  church,  which  thou  hast  plantedhere ! 

Davies. 

940.  A  Prayer  against  Public  Enemies. 

1  0  Thou  preserver  of  mankind,     [God ! 

Our  hope,  our  shield,  our  strength,  our 
Thou  hast  an  ear  to  prayer  inclined ; 
Our    cries  have    reached  thy  dread 
abode. 

2  Our  cause  thy  justice  will  maintain, 

Avenge   th'  oppressed  and  guard  the 
poor : 
Ne'er  shall  thy  children  ask  m  vain, 
And  our  proud  foes  shall  boast  no  more. 

3  Their  banded  hosts  shall  fly,  or  fall ; 
A  shaking  leaf  their  thousands  chase ; 

Our  God  shall  hear  our  nation's  call ; 
We  shall  be  saved,  and  sing  his  praise. 

«.  DWIGHT. 


941 .  Prayer  for  Peace. 

1  Thy  footsteps,  Lord,  with  joy  we  trace, 
And  mark  the  conquests  of  thy  grace  ; 
Complete  the  work  thou  hast  begun, 
And  let  thy  will  on  earth  be  done. 

2  Oh,  show  thyself  the  Prince  of  peace ; 
Command  the  din  of  war  to  cease : 
Oh,  bid  contending  nations  rest, 
And  let  thy  love  rule  every  breast ! 

3  Then  peace  returns  with  balmy  wing ; 
Glad  plenty  laughs,  the  valleys  sing  ; 
Reviving  commerce  lifts  her  head, 
And  want  and  woe  and  hate  have  fled. 

4  Thou  good  and  wTise  and  righteous  Lord, 
All  move  subservient  to  thy  word  ; 
Oh,  soon  let  every  nation  prove 
The  perfect  joy  of  Christian  love  ! 


Wakdlaw's  Coll. 


Peace. 


942. 

1  Great  God,  whom  heaven  and  earth 

and  sea, 
With  all  their  countless  hosts  obey, 
Upheld  by  thee  the  nations  stand, 
And  empires  fall  at  thy  command. 

2  Oh,  show  thyself  the  Prince  of  peace, 
Command  the  din  of  war  to  cease  ; 
With  sacred  love  the  world  inspire, 
And  burn  its  chariots  in  the  fire. 

3  In  sunder  break  each  watlike  spearj 
Let  all  the  Saviour's  ensigns  wTeair; 
The  universal  Sabbath  prove, 

The  perfect  rest  of  Christian  love  ! 

Pbatt's  Coll. 

943.  Prayer  for  Seamen. 

1  While  o'er  the  deep  thy  servants  sail, 
Send  thou,  O  Lord,  the  prosperous  gale,; 
And  on  their  hearts,  where'er  they  go, 
Oh,  let  thy  heavenly  breezes  blow. 

2  If  on  the  morning's  wings  they  fly, 
They  will  not  pass  beyond  thine  eye ; 
The  wanderer's  prayer  thou  bend'st  to 

hear, 
And  faith  exults  to  know  thee  near. 

3  When  tempests  rock  the  groaning  bark, 
Oh,  hide  them  safe  in  Jesus'  ark  ! 
When  in  the  tempting  port  tliey  ride, 
Oh,  keep  them  safe  at  Jesus'  side-! 

G.  RUR6K8S. 


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^44.  Prayer  for  our  Native  Land. 

1  Lord  !  while  for  all  mankind  we  pray, 

Of  every  clime  and  coast, 
Oh,  hear  us  for  our  native  land, — 
The  land  we  love  the  most. 

2  Our  fathers'  sepulchres  are  here, 

And  here  our  kindred  dwell ; 
Our  children,  too  ;  how  should  we  love 
Another  land  so  well  ? 

3  Oh,  guard  our  shores  frcm  every  foe, 

With  peace  our  borders  bless  ; 
With  prosperous  times  our  cities  crown, 
Our  fields  with  plenteousness. 

4  Unite  us  in  the  sacred  love 

Of  knowledge,  truth,  and  Thee ; 
And  let  our  hills  and  valleys  shout 
The  songs  of  liberty. 

5  Lord  of  the  nations  !  thus  to  thee 

Our  country  we  commend  ; 
Be  thou  her  Refuge  and  her  Trust, 
Her  everlasting  Friend ! 

945. 


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Our  favored  States  rejoice ; 
And,  blest  with  thy  salvation,  raise 
To  heaven  their  cheerful  voice. 

2  Thy  sure  defence  through  nations  round 
Hath  spread  our  rising  name, 
And  hath  our  weak  beginnings  crowned 
With  freedom  and  with  fame. 


3  In  deep  distress  our  injured  land 

Implored  thy  power  to  save  ; 
For  life  we  prayed  ;  thy  bounteous  hand 
The  timely  blessing  gave. 

4  On  thee,  when  perils  rise  again 

Our  hearts  alone  rely  ; 
Our  rights  thy  mercy  will  maintain, 
And  all  our  wants  supply. 

5  Thus,  Lord !  thy  wondrous  power  declare, 

And  still  exalt  thy  fame  ; 
While  we  glad  songs  of  praise  prepare 
For  thine  almighty  name. 

Barlow. 

"40.  Fasting  and  Prayer. 

1  See,  gracious  God !  before  thy  throne 

Thy  mourning  people  bend ; 
?Tis  on  thy  sovereign  grace  alone 
Our  humble  hopes  depend. 

2  Dark,  frowning  judgments  from  thy  hand 

Thy  dreadful  power  display  ; 
Yet  mercy  spares  this  guilty  land, 
And  still  we  live  to  pray. 

3  How  changed,  alas  !  are  truths  divine, 

For  error,  guilt,  and  shame  ! 
What  impious  numbers,  bold  in  sin, 
Disgrace  the  Christian  name  ! 

4  Oh,  turn  us,  turn  us,  mighty  Lord, 

By  thy  resistless  grace  ; 
Then  shall  our  hearts  obey  thy  word, 
And  humbly  seek  thy  face. 


The  God  of  our  Fathers.     Temperance. 


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94  T .       "Our  Fathers  have  told  us"  —  Psalm  44. 

1  0  Lord,  our  fathers  oft  have  told, 

In  our  attentive  ears. 
Thy  wonders  in  their  days  performed, 
And  elder  times  than  theirs. 

2  For  not  their  courage,  nor  their  sword 

To  them  salvation  gave  ; 
Nor  strength  that  from  unequal  force 
Their  fainting  troops  could  save. 

3  But  thy  right  hand  and  powerful  arm, 

Whose  succor  they  implored; 

Thy  presence  with  the  chosen  race, 

Who  thy  great  name  adored. 

4  As  thee,  their  God,  our  fathers  owned, 

Thou  art  our  sovereign  King ; 
Oh,  therefore,  as  thou  didst  to  them, 
To  us  deliverance  bring ! 

5  To  thee  the  triumph  we  ascribe, 

From  whom  the  conquest  came ; 
In  God  we  will  rejoice  all  day, 
And  ever  bless  thy  name. 

Tate  a>*d  Bkady. 

948.  Paalm  n4. 

1  When  forth   from   Egypt's   trembling 

strand 
The  tribes  of  Israel  sped, 
And  Jacob,  in  the  stranger's  land, 
Departing  banners  spread  ;  — 

2  Then  One,  amid  their  thick  array, 

His  kingly  dwelling  made, 
And  all  along  the  desert  way 
Their  guiding  sceptre  swayed. 

3  The  sea  beheld,  and  struck  with  dread, 

Rolled  all  its  billows  back  : 
And  Jordan  through  his  deepest  bed, 
Revealed  their  destined  track. 

4  What  ailed  thee,  0  thou  mighty  sea, 

And  rolled  thy  waves  in  dread  ? 
What  bade  thy  tide,  O  Jordau,  flee, 
And  bare  its  deepest  bed  ? 

5  0  earth,  before  the  Lord,  the  God 

Of  Jacob,  tremble  still  ; 
Who  makes  the  waste  a  watered  sod, 
The  flint  a  gushing  rill. 

G.  Bcegess. 


949 .  God  of  our  Fathers. 

1  God  of  our  fathers,  to  thy  throne 

Oar  grateful  songs  we  raise, 
Thou  art  our  God,  and  thou  alone,  -— 
Accept  our  humble  praise. 

2  Unnumbered  benefits  from  thee 

Are  showered  upon  our  land  ; 
Behold !  through  all  our  coasts  we  see 
The  bounties  of  thy  hand. 

3  Here  thou  wert  once  the  pilgrims'  guide ; 

Thou  gav'st  them  here  a  place, 
Where   freedom    spreads   its  blessings 
wide 
O'er  all  their  favored  race. 

4  Here,  Lord,  thy  gospel's  holy  light 

Is  shed  on  all  our  hills  ; 
And,  like  the  rains  and  dews  of  night, 
Celestial  grace  distils. 

5  Still  teach  us,  Lord,  thy  name  to  fear, 

And  still  our  guardian  be  ; 
Oh,  let  our  children's  children  here 
Forever  worship  thee. 

L.  Bacox. 

950.  S.  M.     ("olmutz.") 

Temperance. 

1  Mourx  for  the  thousands  slain, 

The  youthful  and  the  strong ; 
Mourn  for  the  wine-cup's  fearful  reign, 
And  the  deluded  throng. 

2  Mourn  for  the  tarnished  gem, 

For  reason's  light  divine, 
Quenched  from  the  soul's  bright  diadem, 
Where  God  had  bid  it  shine. 

3  Mourn  for  the  ruined  soul,  — 

Eternal  life  and  light 
Lost  by  the  fiery,  maddening  bowl, 
And  turned  to  helpless  night. 

4  Mourn  for  the  lost,  —  but  call, 

Call  to  the  strong,  the  free  ; 
Rouse  them  to  shun  that  dreadful  fall, 
And  to  the  refuge  flee. 

5  Mourn  for  the  lost,  —  but  pray, 

Pray  to  our  God  above, 
To  break  the  fell  destroyers  sway, 
And  show  his  saving  love. 


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1  God  bless  our  native  land ! 
Firm  may  she  ever  stand, 

Through  storm  and  night; 
When  the  wild  tempests  rave, 
Ruler  of  winds  and  wave, 
Do  thou  our  country  save 

By  thy  great  might. 

2  For  her  our  prayer  shall  rise 
To  God  above  the  skies ; 

On  him  we  wait ,; 
Thou  who  art  ever  nigh, 
Guarding  with  watchful  eye, 
To  thee  aloud  we  cry, 

God  save  the  State ! 

J.  s.  DWIGHT. 

952 .  The  Voice  of  National  Joy. 

1  My  country,  'tis  of  thee, 
Sweet  land  of  liberty, 

Of  thee  I  sing: 
Land  where  my  fathers  died, 
Land  of  the  pilgrim's  pride, 
From  every  mountain  side 

Let  freedom  ring ! 

2  My  native  country,  thee,  — 
Land  of  the  noble  free,  — 

Thy  name  I  love  : 


I  love  thy  rocks  and  rills, 
Thy  woods  and  templed  hills ; 
My  heart  with  rapture  thrills 
Like  that  above. 

Let  music  swell  the  breeze, 
And  ring  from  all  the  trees 

Sweet  freedom's  song ! 
Let  mortal  tongues  awake ; 
Let  all  that  breathe  partake  ; 
Let  rocks  their  silence  break,  — 

The  sound  prolong ! 

Our  fathers'  God  !  to  thee, 
Author  of  liberty, 

To  thee  we  sing! 
Long  may  our  land  be  bright 
With  freedom's  holy  light ; 
Protect  us  by  thy  might, 

Great  God,  our  King ! 

S.  F.  Smith. 

Doxology. 
To  the  great  One  in  Three, 
The  highest  praises  be, 

Hence  evermore ; 
His  sovereign  majesty 
May  we  in  glory  see, 
And  to  eternity 

Love  and  adoro. 


Family    Worship. 


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1  Father  of  men  !  thy  care  we  bless, 
Which  crowns  our  families  with  peace. 
From  thee  they  sprung,  and  by  thy  hand 
Their  root  and  branches  are  sustained. 

2  To  God,  most  worthy  to  be  praised, 
Be  our,  domestic  altars  raised, 

Who,  Lord  of  heaven,  scorns  not  to  dwell 
With  saints  in  their  obscurest  cell. 

3  To  thee  may  each  united  house, 
Morning  and  night,  present  its  vows ; 
Our  servants  here  and  rising  race 

Be  taught  thy  precepts  and  thy  grace. 

4  Oh,  may  each  future  age  proclaim 
The  honors  of  thy  glorious  name  ; 
While,  pleased  and  thankful,  we  remove 
To  join  the  family  above. 

DODDRIDGE. 

y&4.  An  Evening  Hymn. 

1  Great  God  !  to  thee  my  evening  song 

With  humble  gratitude  I  raise  ; 
Oh,  let  thy  mercy  tune  my  tongue, 
And  fill  my  heart  with  lively  praise. 

2  My  days  unclouded  as  they  pass, 

And  every  gentle,  rolling  hour, 
Are  monuments  of  wondrous  grace, 
And  witness  to  thy  love  and  power. 

3  And  yet  this  thoughtless,  wretchedheart, 

Too  oft  regardless  of  thy  love, 
Ungrateful,  can  from  thee  depart, 
And,  fond  of  trifles,  vainly  rcve. 


4  Seal  my  forgiveness  in  the  blood 

Of  Jesus ;  his  dear  name  alone 
I  plead  for  pardon,  gracious  God  !" 
And  kind  acceptance  at  thy  throne. 

5  Let  this  blest  hope  mine  eyelids  close, 

With  sleep  refresh  my  feeble  frame ; 

Safe  in  thy  care  may  I  repose, 

And  wake  with  praises  to  thy  name. 
Mrs.  Steele. 


955. 


Prayer  for  Children. 


1  Dear  Saviour,  if  these  lambs  should  stray 

From  thy  secure  enclosure's  bound, 
And,  lured  by  worldly  joys  away, 

Among    the    thoughtless    crowd    be 
found,  — 

2  Remember  still  that  they  are  thine, 

That  thy  dear  sacred  name  they  bear ; 
Think  that  the  seal  of  love  divine, 
The  sign  of  covenant  grace  they  wear. 

3  In  all  their  erring,  sinful  years, 

Oh,  let  them  ne'er  forgotten  be  ! 
Remember  all  the  prayers  and  tears 
Which  made  them  consecrate  to  thee, 

4  And  when  these  lips  no  more  can  pray, 

These  eyes  can  weep  for  them  no  more, 
Turn  thou  their  feet  from  folly's  way ; 
The  wanderers  to  thy  fold  restore. 

Doxology. 

Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow, 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below, 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  h^st, 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 


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1  Happy  the  home,  when  God  is  there, 

And  love  fills  every  breast  ; 
Where  one  their  wish,  and  one  their 
prayer, 
And  one  their  heavenly  rest. 

2  Happy  the  home  where  Jesus'  name 

Is  sweet  to  every  ear ; 
Where  children  early  lisp  his  fame, 
And  parents  hold  him  dear. 

3  Happy  the  home  where  prayer  is  heard, 

And  praise  is  wont  to  rise ; 
Where  parents  love  the  sacred  word, 
And  live  but  for  the  skies. 

4  Lord  !  let  us  in  our  homes  agree 

This  blessed  peace  to  gain  ; 
Unite  our  hearts  in  love  to  thee, 
And  love  to  all  will  reign. 

957.  Psalm  78. 

1  Let  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds 

Which  God  performed  of  old,  — 
Which  in  our  younger  years  we  saw, 
And  which  our  fathers  told. 

2  He  bids  us  make  his  glories  known, 

His  works  of  power  and  grace  ; 
And  we'll  convey  his  wonders  Oown 
Through  every  ris^nf;  HMft 

3  Our  lips  shall  tell  them  to  our  sons, 

And  they  again  to  theirs, 
That  generations  yet  unborn 
May  teach  them  to  their  heirs. 


4  Thus  they  shall  learn,  in  God  alone 
Their  hope  securely  stands, 
That  they  may  ne'er  forget  his  works, 
But  practise  his  commands. 

Watts. 

958.  Early  Piety. 

1  Grace  is  a  plant,  where'er  it  grows, 

Of  pure  and  heavenly  root  ; 
But  fairest  in  the  youngest  shows, 
And  yields  the  sweetest  fruit. 

2  Ye  careless  ones,  betimes  obey 

The  voice  of  sovereign  love  ! 
Ye  rove  in  folly's  dangerous  way, 
But  mercy  reigns  above. 

3  For  you  the  public  prayer  is  made, 

Oh,  join  the  public  prayer  ! 

For  you  the  secret  tear  is  shed, 

Oh,  shed  yourselves  a  tear ! 

Cowper. 

959.  Family  Worship. 

1  Lord  of  all  families  below, 

To  thee  our  prayers  we  send  ; 
Do  thou  from  danger,  and  from  woe, 
Our  dwelling-place  defend. 

2  Here  let  thy  peace,  O  Father,  rest, 

Here  let  thy  love  abide  ! 
Our  every  joy  in  thee  more  blest, 
Each  sorrow  sanctified. 

3  Teach  us,  with  hearts  made  one  in  love, 

To  do  thy  pure  commands ; 
And  give  us,  in  thy  time,  above, 
A  house  not  made  with  hands. 


Children  in  Heaven.     Evening  Hymn. 


Marriage. 


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960.  "  suffer  little  Children." 

1  Abound  the  throne  of  God  in  heaven 

Thousands  of  children  stand, — 
Children,  whose  sins  are  all  forgiven, 
A  holy,  happy  band. 

2  What  brought  them  to  that  world  above, 

That  heaven  so  bright  and  fair, 
Where  all  is  peace  and  joy  and  love  ? 
How  came  those  children  there  ? 

3  Because  the  Saviour  shed  his  blood 

To  wash  away  their  sin : 
Bathed  in  that  pure  and  precious  flood, 
Behold  them  white  and  clean. 

4  On  earth  they  sought  their   Saviour's 

grace, 
On  earth  they  loved  his  name  : 
So  now  they  see  his  blessed  face, 
And  stand  before  the  Lamb. 

yOl.  Family  Evening  Hymn. 

1  Lord  of  the  world,  who  hast  preserved 

Us  safely  through  this  day, 
Now  guard  us  in  the  silent  night, 
And  in  all  time,  we  pray ! 

2  Be  present,  in  thy  peace,  to  those 

Who  as  thy  suppliants  wait ; 
Blot  out  the  record  of  our  sin  j 
Our  gloom  illuminate  ! 

3  Let  not,  amid  our  hours  of  sleep, 

Life's  enemy  steal  iu  : 


Let  not  a  vision  of  the  night 
Have  power  to  whisper  sin. 

4  Guard  every  avenue  from  guile, 
When  slumber  seals  our  eyes  ; 
And  guiltless  as  we  laid  us  down, 
So  guiltless  let  us  rise. 

Bkeviakt. 

962.    S.    M.  Marriage. 

1  Yes,  welcome  was  the  call, 

And  sweet  the  festal  lay, 
When  Jesus  deigned  in  Cana's  hall 
To  bless  the  marriage  day. 

2  And  happy  was  the  bride, 

And  glad  the  bridegroom's  heart, 
For  He  who  tarried  at  their  side 
Bade  grief  and  ill  depart. 

3  0  Lord  of  life  and  love, 

Come  thou  again  to-day ; 
And  bring  a  blessing  from  above 
That  ne'er  shall  pass  away. 

4  Oh,  bless,  as  erst  of  old, 

The  bridegroom  and  the  bride ; 
Bless  with  the  holier  stream  that  flowed 
Forth  from  thy  pierced  side. 

5  Before  thine  altar-throne 
This  mercy  we  implore; 

As  thou  dost  knit  them,  Lord,  in  one, 
So  bless  them  evermore. 


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Great  Shepherd  of  the  sheep, 
Who  all  thy  flock  dost  keep, 
:  |  Leading  by  waters  calm ;  |  : 
Do  thou  my  footsteps  guide, 
To  follow  by  thy  side  :  — 

Make  me  thy  little  Lamb. 
2  I  fear  I  may  be  torn 

By  many  a  sharp-set  thorn, 
:  |  As  far  from  thee  I  stray ;  |  : 
My  weary  feet  may  bleed, 
For  rough  are  paths  which  lead 

Out  of  thy  pleasant  way. 

GENTLE  SHEPHERD. 


But  when  the  road  is  long, 
Thy  tender  arm,  and  strong, 
:  |  The  weary  one  will  bear ;  [  : 
And  thou  wilt  wash  me  clean, 
And  lead  to  pastures  green, 
Where  all  the  flowers  are  fair. 

Till,  from  the  soil  of  sin 
Cleansed  and  made  pure  within, 
:  |  Dear  Saviour,  whose  I  am,  |  : 
Thou  bringest  me  in  love, 
To  thy  sweet  fold  above, 
A  little  snow-white  lamb. 

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1  Gentle  Shepherd,  grant  thy  blessing 

On  us  now, 
While  before  thy  throne  wp  tow. 

2  Gentle  Shepherd,  we  thy  children 

Seek  thy  face  : 
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Of  this  fold: 
Cleanse  ti't  ue«,rts  of  young  and  old. 

4  Gentle  Shepherd,  when  life's  ended, 

Take  us  home, 
Never  from  thy  side  to  roam. 


Songs  of  Children. 


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1  All  glory,  laud,  and  honor, 

To  thee,  Redeemer,  King  ! 

To  whom  the  lips  of  children 

Made  sweet  hosannas  ring. 

Chorus  : 

2  The  company  of  angels 

Are  praising  thee  on  high, 
And  mortal  men,  and  all  things 
Created  make  reply. 
Chorus: 

JESUS,    TENDER   SAVIOUR. 


3  The  people  of  the  Hebrews, 

With  psalms  before  thee  went ; 
Our  praise  and  prayer  and  anthems 
Before  thee  we  present. 
Chorus : 

4  Thou  didst  accept  their  praises : 

Accept  the  prayers  we  bring, 
Who  in  all  good  delightest, 
Thou  good  and  gracious  King. 

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966. 

2  When  the  sad,  sad  story 
Of  thy  grief  I  read, 
For  my  sins,  oh,  make  me 
Penitent  indeed. 


3  Soon  I  hope,  in  glory, 
At  thy  side  to  stand  ; 
Make  me  fit  to  meet  thee, 
In  that  happy  land. 


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967. 

1  Children's  voices  high  in  heaven 

Make  sweet  music  round  the  throne ; 
•  Them  the  King  of  kings  hath  given 

Glory  lasting  as  his  own. 
Lord !  it  was  thy  mercy  free 
Suffered  them  to  come  to  thee. 

2  We  would  think  of  them  to-day, 

And  their  everlasting  song ; 
We  would  sing  as  blest  as  they, 

In  the  spirit-land,  erelong ; 
Lord !  let  us  thy  children  be ; 
Suffer  us  to  come  to  thee. 

3  Now  to  come,  with  loving  mind, 

Simple  faith,  and  earnest  prayer, 
Seeking  thy  dear  cross,  to  find 

Full  and  free  salvation  there. 
Lamb  of  God  !  our  Saviour  be ; 
Suffer  us  to  come  to  thee. 

4  Lord,  we  come !   be  thou  our  guide 

Through  life's  dark  and  troubled  way ; 
And,  when  trained  and  sanctified, 

Raise  us  to  the  perfect  day  ; 
Then  in  heaven  thy  words  shall  be, 
"  Suffer  them  to  come  to  me." 


968. 

1  Once  was  heard  the  song  of  children 

By  the  Saviour  when  on  earth  ; 
Joyful  in  the  sacred  temple 

Shouts  of  youthful  praise  had  birth, 

And  hosannas 
Loud  to  David's  Son  broke  forth. 

2  Palms  of  victory  strewn  around  him, 

Garments  spread  beneath  his  feet, 
Prophet  of  the  Lord  they  crowned  him, 
In  fair  Salem's  crowded  street, 

While  hosannas 
From  the  lips  of  children  greet. 

3  Blessed  Saviour,  now  triumphant, 

Glorified  and  throned  on  high, 
Mortal  lays,  from  man  or  infant, 
Vain  to  tell  thy  praise  essay ; 

But  hosannas 
Swell  the  chorus  of  the  sky. 

4  God  o'er  all  in  heaven  reigning, 

We  this  day  thy  glory  sing ; 
Not  with  palms  thy  pathway  strewing, 
We  would  loftier  tribute  bring,  — 

Glad  hosannas 
To  our  Prophet,  Priest  and  King. 


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1  Shall  we  gather  at  the  river, 

Where  bright  angel  feet  have  trod, 
With  its  crystal  tide  forever 

Flowing  by  the  throne  of  God  ? 

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2  On  the  margin  of  the  river, 
Washing  up  its  silver  spray, 
We  will  walk  and  worship  ever, 
All  the  happy  golden  day. 
Chorus : 


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Lay  we  every  burden  down  ; 
Grace  our  spirits  will  deliver, 
And  provide  a  harp  and  crown. 
Chorus: 


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1  Before  us  lies  a  valley  dim, 

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And  through  it  rolls  a  sullen  stream, 
The  river  of  the  dead. 
Chorus  : 

2  Though  dark  the  vale  and  cold  the  stream, 

It  cannot  us  affright ; 
For  Christ  hath  passed  through  the  valley  dim, 
To  the  home  of  joy  and  light. 
Chorus  : 

3  Though  death's  dark  shades  around  may  be, 

My  Shepherd  still  is  near  ; 
His  rod  and  staff  shall  comfort  me, 
No  evil  shall  I  fear. 
Chorus: 

4  Baptized  beneath  death's  chilling  flood, 

In  glory  shall  we  rise, 
To  meet  the  conquering  Son  of  God, 
Descending  from  the  skies. 
Chorus ; 


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1  Come  to  me  !  come  to  me  ! 

All  for  sin  oppressed ; 
All  ye  that  toil,  all  ye  that  mourn, 
And  I  will  give  you  rest. 

Chorus: 

2  Come  to  me  !  come  to  me  ! 

Seek  my  sheltering  breast ; 
My  yoke  is  sweet,  my  burden  light, 
Ajid  I  will  give  you  rest. 
Chorus: 

8  Come  to  me  !  come  to  me  ! 
And  ye  shall  be  blest ; 
For  full  of  grace  and  truth  am  I, 
And  I  will  give  you  rest. 
Chorus: 

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Jesus  cries  to  me  ! 
O  Saviour  dear,  thy  voice  I  beaty 
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I  see  not,  though  so  near ; 
The  sweetness  of  thy  soft  low  voice 
I  am  too  deaf  to  hear. 

Chorus  :     [Same  as  in  preceding  hymn.] 

2  I  cannot  feel  thee  touch  my  hand 

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To  check  me,  as  my  mother  did, 

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Fighting  with  sin  for  me ; 
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The  sweetness  is  from  thee. 
Cliorus  : 

3  And  when,  dear  Saviour,  I  kneel  down, 

Morning  and  night,  to  prayer, 
Something  there  is  within  my  heart 

Which  tells  me  thou  art  there. 
Yes  !  when  I  pray,  thou  prayest  too  — 

Thy  prayer  is  all  for  me  ; 
But  when  I  sleep,  thou  sleepest  not, 
But  watchest  patiently. 
CJiorus  : 

Faber  (altered). 


972. 

1  0  holy  Saviour,  pray  for  me, 

While  far  from  heaven  and  thee  ; 
I  wander  in  a  fragile  bark, 

O'er  life's  tempestuous  sea. 
Then,  holy  Saviour,  from  thy  throne, 

So  bright  in  bliss  above, 
Protect  thy  child  in  virtue's  path, 

With  thy  bright  smile  of  love. 
Chorus  : 

2  When  rude  temptations  try  my  heart, 

And  pleasure  spreads  a  snare  ; 
Thy  loving  aid  shall  heal  the  smart, 

And  show  a  Shepherd's  care. 
Vain  should  each  earthly  prospect  prove, 

Still  will  I  ne'er  despair  ; 
But  trust  me  to  a  Saviour's  love, 

And  feel  a  Saviour's  care. 

Cliorus: 

973. 

1  Dear  Jesus,  ever  at  my  side, 
How  loving  thou  must  be, 
To  leave  thy  home  in  heaven,  to  guard 
A  little  child  like  me. 


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1  Flee  as  a  bird  to  your  mountain, 

Thou  who  art  weary  of  sin  ; 
Go  to  the  clear  flowing  fountain, 

Where  you  may  wash  and  be  clean. 
IHy,  for  th'  avenger  is  near  thee  ; 
Call,  and  the  Saviour  will  hear  thee ; 
He  on  his  bosom  will  bear  thee,  — 
O  thou  who  art  weary  of  sin. 

2  He  will  protect  thee  forever, 

Wipe  every  sad  falling  tear, 
He  will  forsake  thee,  oh,  never, 

Cherished  so  tenderly  there ; 
Haste,  then,  the  hours  now  are  flying ; 
Spend  not  the  moments  in  sighing; 
Cease  from  your  sorrow  and  crying, 
The  Saviour  will  wipe  every  tear. 

3  Come,  then,  to  Jesus  thy  Saviour, 

He  will  redeem  thee  from  sin ; 
Bless  with  a  sense  of  his  favor, 

Make  thee  all  glorious  within : 
Call,  for  the  Saviour  is  near  thee, 
Waiting  in  mercy  to  hear  thee, 
And  by  his  presence  to  cheer  thee, 
0  thou,  who  art  weary  of  sin. 


ALPHABETICAL   INDEX   OF   HYMNS. 


[Figures  refer  to  the  numbers  of  the  hymns.] 


A  broken  heart,  my  God,  my  King,  Watts. 

A  charge  to  keep  I  have,  Wesley, 

A  low  more  years  shall  roll,  Bonar. 

A  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page,  Cowper. 

A  mighty  fortress  is  our  God,  Luther. 

A  mother  may  forgetful  be,  Mrs.  Steele. 
A  stranger  in  a  barren  land,               E.  P.  Parker. 


Abide  with  me ;  fast  falls  the  eventide, 


Lyte. 


According  to  thy  gracious  word,  Montgomery. 

Again  our  earthly  cares  we  leave,  Anon. 

Ah!  how  shall  fallen  man,  Watts. 

Alas,  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed,      .  Watts. 

Alas,  what  hourly  dangers  rise,  Mrs.  Steele. 

All  glory,  laud,  and  honor,  Anon. 

All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name,  Duncan. 

All  is  dying,  hearts  are  breaking,  Anon. 

All  praise  to  thee,  eternal  Lord,  Luther. 

Almighty  God,  thy  word  is  cast,  Anon. 

Almighty  Maker  of  my  frame,  Mrs.  Steele. 

Along  ray  earthly  way,  Edmeston. 

Always  with  us.  always  with  us,  Nevin. 

Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross,  Watts. 
Amazing  grace,  how  sweet  the  sound,        Newton. 

Amid  the  splendors  of  thy  state,  Pratt's  Coll. 

Amidst  thy  wrath  remember  love,  Watts. 

And  am  I  born  to  die,  Lath.  Coll. 

And  dost  thou  say,  ask  what  thou  wilt,  Anon. 

And  must  this  body  die,  Watts. 

And  will  the  great  eternal  God,  Doddridge. 

And  will  the  Judge  descend,  Doddridge. 

And  wilt  thou  now  forsake  me,  Lord,  Anon. 

Another  hand  is  beckoning  us,  Whittier. 

Another  six  days'  work  is  done,  Stennett. 

Approach,  my  soul,  the  mercy  seat,  Newton. 

Arise,  my  soul,  arise,  Wesley. 

Arise,  my  soul,  my  joyful  powers,  Watts. 

Arise,  O  King  of  grace,  arise,  Watts. 

Arise,  ye  saints,  arise,  Anon. 

Around  the  Saviour's  lofty  throne,  Kelly. 

Around  the  throne  of  God  in  heaven,  Anon. 

As  pants  the  hart  for  cooling  streams,  Anon. 
As  the  hart  with  eager  looks,               Montgomery. 

As  when  the  weary  traveller  gains,  Newton. 

As  with  gladness  men  of  old,  Anon. 
Asleep  in  Jesus,  blessed  sleep,            Mrs.  Mackay. 

At  thy  command,  our  dearest  Lord,  Watts. 

Awake,  and  sing  the  song,  Hammond. 

Awake,  my  soul,  stretch  every  nerve,  Doddridgp. 

Awake,  our  souls,  away  our  fearg,  Watts. 

Awaked  by  Sinai's  awful  sound,  Occam. 

Awhile  they  rest  within  the  tomb,  Anon. 
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334 
574 
604 

93 
392 
737 
345 

77 
731 

28 
256 
353 
4(',() 
965 
207 
570 
156 

97 
825 
502 
636 


118 
462 
871 
684 
852 
774 
872 
470 
846 
42 
687 
276 
418 
716 
616 
217 
960 
451 
524 
630 
168 
828 
750 
203 
625 
624 
380 
835 
(38 


Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God!  Watts.  100 

Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne,  Watts.  127 

Before  us  lies  a  valley  dim,  H.  L.  Hastings.  970 

Behold  a  Stranger  at  the  door,  Cregg.  283 

Behold  the  glories  of  the  Lamb,  Watts.  201 

Behold  the  Lamb  of  God,  Monk's  Coll.  178 

Behold  the  throne  of  grace,  Newton.  694 

Behold  the  way  to  Zion's  hill,  Kelly.  789 

Behold,  what  wondrous  grace,  Watts.  397 

Bless,  O  my  soul,  the  living  God,  Watts.  151 

Blessed  are  the  sons  of  God,  Humphries.  490 

Blessed  fountain,  full  of  grace,  Kelly.  521 

Blessed  Saviour,  thee  I  love,  Duffield.  488 

Blest  are  the  pure  in  heart,  Anon.  567 

Blest  are  the  sons  of  peace,  Watts.  660- 

Blest  are  the  souls  that  hear  and  know,        Watts.      94 

Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds,  Fawcett.  661 

Blest  Comforter  divine,  Anon.  232 

Blest  feast  of  love  divine,  Anon.  758 

Blest  hour  when  mortal  man  retires,  Raffles.  686 

Blest  is  the  man  whose  softening,        L.  Barbaidd.  666 
Blest  morning  whose  young  dawning  rays,   Watts.      35 

Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  blow,  Toplady.  271 

Bread  of  heaven,  on  thee  we  feed,  Conder.  711 

Brief  life  is  here  our  portion,  Dr.  Nea/e.  913 

Bright  King  of  glory,  dreadful  God,  Watts.  216 

Bright  source  of  everlasting  love,  Anon.  663 ; 

Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the,  Heber.  164 

Broad  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death,  ll'cffs.  245 

Brother,  though  from  yonder  sky,  Bancroft.  866 

Burdened  with  guilt  wouldst  thou  be  blest,  Anon.  323 

By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill,  Heber.  762 


Call  Jehovah  thy  salvation,                 Montgomery.  508 

Calm  on  the  listening  ear  of  night,  Sears.  160 

Can  sinners  hope  for  heaven,  Anon.  252 

Cast  thy  burden  on  the  Lord,  Anon.  575 

Cease,  cease,  ye  vain  desponding  fears,  Dvight.  833 

Cease,  ye  mourners,  cease  to  languish,  Coltyer.  859 

Child  of  sin  and  sorrow,  Hastings.  330 

Children  of  God,  who,  faint  and  slow,  Botvdler.  502 

Children  of  the  heavenly  King,  Cennick.  Gil 

Children's  voices  high  in  heaven,  Anon.  967 

Christ  and  his  cross  are  all  our  theme,  IVatts.  271 

Clirist  is  made  the  sure  foundation,  Anon.  708 

Christ,  of  all  my  hopes  the  ground,  Windham.  551 

Christ  the  Lord  is  risen  to-day,  Cudirorth.  191 

Christ,  whose  glory  fills  the  skies,  Toplady.  489 

Christ  will  gather  in  his  own,  Moravian.  865 

Christian  brethren,  ere  we  part,  Anon.  55 


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Alphabetical  Index  of  Hymns, 


Come  at  the  morning  hour,  Briggs1  Coll. 

Come,  dearest  Lord,  descend  and  dwell,  Watts. 
Come,  divine  and  peaceful  guest,  Anon. 

Come,  every  pious  heart,  Stennett. 

Come,  gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove,  Browne. 
Come,  happy  souls,  approach  your  God,  Watts. 
Come  hither,  all  ye  weary  souls,  Watts. 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  calm  my  mind,  Burder. 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  come,  Hart. 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove,  Watts. 

Come  in,  thou  blessed  of  our  God,  Montgomery. 
Come,  Jesus,  Redeemer,  abide  thou,  Ray  Palmer. 
Come,  kingdom  of  our  God,  Johns. 

Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs,  Watts. 

Come,  let  us  join  our  souls  to  God,  Doddridge. 
Come,  let  us  lift  our  joyful  eyes,  Watts. 

Come,  let  us  sing  the  song  of  songs,  Montgomery, 
Come,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare,  Newton. 

Come,  O  my  soul,  in  sacred  lays,  Blacklock. 

Come,  O  thou  traveller  unknown,  Wesley. 

Come,  said  Jesus'  sacred  voice,  L.  Barbauld. 

Come,  sinner,  to  the  gospel  feast,  Huntingdon. 

Come,  sound  his  praise  abroad,  Watts. 

Come,  thou  Almighty  King,  Madan. 

Come,  thou  desire  of  all  thy  saints,  Mrs.  Steele. 
Come,  thou  fount  of  every  blessing,  Robinson. 

Come  to  me,  come  to  me,  E.  P.  Parker. 

Come  to  the  house  of  prayer,  Taylor. 

Come  to  the  land  of  peace,  Anon. 

Come,  trembling  sinner,  in  whose  breast,  Jones. 
Come  unto  me  when  shadows  darkly,  Anon. 

Come,  wandering  sheep,  O  come,  Anon. 

Come,  weary  souls,  with  sin  distressed, Mrs.  Steele. 


Come,  ye  disconsolate, 
Come,  ye  souls  by  sin  afflicted, 
Come,  ye  thankful  people,  come, 
Come,  ye  that  love  the  Lord, 
Come,  ye  that  love  the  Saviour's, 
Come,  ye  weary  souls  oppressed, 
Creator,  Spirit,  by  whose  aid, 


Moore. 

Swain. 

Alford. 

Watts. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

Anon. 

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Crown  his  head  with  endless  blessing, 


Anon. 


Daughter  of  Zion,  from  the  dust,  Montgomery. 
Day  of  anger,  that  dread  day,  Celano,  by  Afford. 
Day  of  judgment,  day  of  wonders,  Newton. 

Dear  as  thou  wert,  and  justly  dear,  Bale. 

Dear  Father,  to  thy  mercy  seat,  Mrs,  Steele. 

Dear  Jesus,  ever  at  my  side,  Faber. 

Dear  is  the  spot  where  Christians  sleep,  Anon. 
Dear  Lord,  amid  the  throng  that  pressed,  Anon. 
Dear  Refuge  of  my  weary  soul,  Mrs,  Steele. 

Dear  Saviour,  if  these  Lambs  should  stray,  Anon. 
Dear  Saviour,  we  are  thine,  Doddridge 

Dear  Saviour,  when  my  thoughts,  Mrs.  Steele. 
Dearest  of  all  the  names  above,  Watts. 

Death  is  no  more  among  our  foes,  Medley. 

Deep  are  the  wounds  which  sin  has>  Mrs.  Steele. 
Depth  of  mercy,  can  there  be,  Weafcy. 

Did  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep,  Beddome. 

Didst  thOtt,  den  Jesus,  suffer  shame,  Kirkham. 
Dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing.  Lord,  Hart. 

Do  not  I  love  thee,  O  my  Lord,  Doddridge. 


689 
711 
147 
272 
224 
287 
284 
227 
234 
221 
757 
600 
775 
209 
767 
263 
218 
701 
104 
513 
309 
296 
131 
239 
46 
507 
971 
691 
306 
291 
584 
384 
281 
326 
320 
931 
494 
478 
310 
226 
211 

799 
879 
882 
849 
678 
973 
837 
539 
074 
955 
492 
354 
516 
81 

247 
303 
485 
477 
72 
479 


Does  the  Gospel  word  proclaim,                   Newton.  576 

Draw  near,  O  Son  of  God,  draw  near,           Wesley.  781 

Early,  my  God,  without  delay,                         Watts.  13 

Ere  to  the  world  again  we  go,                          Anon.  70 

Eternal  Father,  strong  to  save,                        Anon.  934 

Eternal  Source  of  every  joy,                    Doddridge.  926 

Eternal  Spirit,  we  confess,                               Watts.  225 

Eternal  Sun  of  righteousness,                       Wesley.  430 

Everlasting  arms  of  love,                             Macduff.  578 

Faith  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  bliss,         Watts.  638 

Faith  is  a  living  power  from  heaven,               Anon.  639 

Far  as  thy  name  is  known,                              Watts.  51 

Far  down  the  ages  now,                                  Bonar.  721 

Far  from  my  heavenly  home,                            Lyte.  564 

Far  from  my  thoughts,  vain  world,  be  gone,  Watts.  6 

Far  from  the  world,  O  Lord,  I  flee,             Cowper.  464 

Father,  beneath  thy  sheltering  wing,              Anon.  437 

Father,  bless  thy  word  to  all,                            Kelly.  149 

Father,  hear  our  humble  claim,                Wesleyan.  657 

Father,  how  wide  thy  glory  shines,                 Watts.  242 

Father,  I  know  that  all  my  life,           Mrs.  Waring.  469 

Father,  if  I  may  call  thee  so,                            Anon.  878 

Father  of  eternal  grace,                        Montgomery.  531 

Father  of  men,  thy  care  we  bless,           Doddridge.  953. 

Father  of  mercies,  bow  thine  ear,              Beddome.  713 

Father  of  mercies,  condescend,                      Morell.  783 

Father  of  mercies,  in  thy  word,              Mrs.  Steele,  98 

Father  of  mercies,  send  thy  grace,          Doddridge.  668 

Father,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss,           Mrs.  Steele.  592 

Flee  as  a  bird  to  your  mountain,                     Anon.  974 

For  a  season  called  to  part,                          Newton.  659 

For  all  thy  saints,  O  God,                                  Anon.  645 

For  me  to  live  is  Christ,                                    Anon.  605 

For  the  mercies  of  the  day,                  Montgomery.  41 

For  thee,  O  dear,  dear,          Bernard,  by  Dr.  Neale.  912 

For  thy  mercy  and  thy  grace,                           Anon.  929 

Forever  here  my  rest  shall  be,                       Wesley.  343 

Forever  with  the  Lord,                        Montgomery.  853 

Fount  of  everlasting  love,                      Ray  Palmer.  746 

Fountain  of  grace,  rich,  full,  and  free,            Anon.  544 

Frequent  the  day  of  God  returns,                 Browne.  36 

Friend  after  friend  departs,                   Montgomery.  862 

Watts.  103 

Davis.  609 

Stowell.  685 

Heber.  820 

Hawes.  299 

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From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies, 
From  every  earthly  pleasure, 
From  every  stormy  wind  that  blows, 
From  Greenland's  icy  mountains, 
From  the  cross  uplifted  high, 
From  the  recesses  of  a  lowly  spirit, 

Gentle  Shepherd,  grant  thy  blessing,  Anon.  964 

Gently,  gently  lay  the  rod,  Lyte.  366 

Gently,  Lord,  O  gently  lead  na,  Hastings,  537 

Gently,  my  Saviour,  let  me  down,  AW. 

Give  me  the  wings  of  faith  to  rise,  Wafts.  &  9 

Give  to  the  winds  thy  fears,  Gerhardt.  39S 

Glorious  city  !  Heavenly  Salem,  Anon.  709 

Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken,  Jft  wton.  723 

Glory  to  God  on  high,  Anon.  240 

Glory  to  God  whose  witness  train,  Moravian.  648 


Alphabetical  Index  of  Hymns. 


337 


Glory  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night,                  A>rw».  71 

Go,  labor  on,  while  it  is  day,                            Bomtr.  022 

Oo  to  OrV  flothnmnMio                      Montgomery.  729 

Go  bO  the  grave,  in  all  thy  glorious,     Montgomery.  754 

God  bless  our  native  land,                    J.  .S'.  Dwight.  1)51 

Cod  in  the  gosi>el  of  his  Son,                       Beddome.  84 

■id  is  a  spirit,  just  and  wise,                             Watts.  117 

God  is  love,  his  mercy  brightens,                 Botrring.  143 

God  is  the  refuge  of  his  saints,                         Watt*.  122 

God  moves  iti  a  mysterious  way,                   Coirper.  153 

God,  my  supporter  and  my  hope,                    Watts.  405 

God  of  mercy.  God  of  grace,                                Lyte.  728 

God  of  my  life,  through  all  my  days,      Doddridge.  386 

God  of  my  life,  to  thee  I  call,                       Cowper.  689 

God  of  my  salvation,  hear,                              Wesley.  36!l 

God  of  our  fathers,  to  thy  throne,             L.  Bacon.  949 

God  of  our  lives,  thy  various  praise,  Heginbotham.  924 

God  of  our  salvation,  hear  us,                          Anon.  80 

God  of  the  sunlight  hours,  how  sad,                Anon.  59 

God  of  the  universe,  to  thee,                            Anon.  Ill 

God's  glory  is  a  wondrous  thing,                     Faber.  468 

Grace  is  a  plant  where'er  it  grows,               Cowper.  953 

Grace,  'tis  a  charming  sound,                 Doddridge.  253 

Gracious  spirit,  love  divine,                           Stocker.  229 

Great  God,  attend,  while  Zion  sings,              Watts.  31 

Great  God,  beneath  whose  piercing  eye,       Roscoe.  938 

Great  God,  how  infinite  art  thou,                   Watts.  155 

Great  God,  in  vain  man's  narrow  view,       Kippis.  106 

Great  God,  now  condescend,                         Fellows.  759 

Great  God  of  nations,  now  to  thee,                  Anon.  937 

Great  God,  the  nations  of  the  earth,            Gibbons.  807 

Great  God,  to  thee  my  evening  song,     Mrs.  Steele.  954 

Great  God,  we  sing  that  mighty  hand,  Doddridge.  925 

Great  God,  what  do  I  see  and  hear,              Luther.  873 

Great  God,  when  I  approach  thy  throne,        Anon.  260 

Great  God,  whom  heaven  and  earth,              Anon.  942 

Great  is  the  Lord  our  God,                              Watts.  26 

Great  Shepherd  of  the  sheep,                           Anon.  963 

Great  Shepherd  of  thine  Israel,                      Watts.  710 

Great  Sun  of  righteousness,  arise,                  Watts.  83 

Guide  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah,                   Oliver.  606 


Had  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews,        Watts.    650 

Hail,  mighty  Jesus,  how  divine,  Wallin.    809 

Hail  the  night,  all  hail  the  morn, 

Hail  to  the  Lord's  anointed, 

Hail  to  the  Prince  of  life  and  peace, 

Hallelujah !  best  and  sweetest, 

Happy  the  heart  where  graces  reign, 

Happy  the  home  when  God  is  there, 

Happy  the  man  whose  cautious  feet, 

Happy  the  meek  whose  gentle  breast, 

Happy  the  souls  to  Jesus  joined, 

Hark!  a  voice  divides  the  sky, 

Hark,  hark!  the  notes  of  joy, 

Hark!  how  tin-  choral  song  of  heaven, 

Hark!  my  soul,  it  is  the  Lord, 

Hark!  ten  thousand  harps  and  voices, 

Hark !  the  glad  sound,  the  Saviour, 

Hark!  the  herald  angels  sing, 

Hark!  the  song  of  jubilee, 


Anon. 

171 

Montgomery. 

823 

Doddridge. 

180 

Breviary. 

608 

Watts. 

654 

Anon. 

956 

Watt*. 

631 

,         J.  Scott. 

642 

Wesley. 

S66 

Mil 

Anon. 

278 

1,            Anon. 

Cowper. 

577 

»,            AV//,,. 

212 

Jxxlilrid'f. 

101 

107 

Montgomery. 

Hark!  tho  voice  of  lovo  and  mercy,            Francis.  210 

Hark!  what  celestial  sounds,                             Anon,  165 

Hark!  what  mean  those  hoi  J  voices,            Oowood.  16) 
J  last. -n,  Lord,  tho  glorious  time,                        Lyt' 

Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  wise,                              T.  Scott.  315 

Have  we  no  tears  to  shed  for  him,          Lyra  Oath  \ 

He  dies,  the  Friend  of  sinners  dies,                Watt*.  190 

He  knelt,  the  Saviour  knelt,                Mrs.  Henuuu.  206 

lie  lives,  the  great  Redeemer  lives,        Mrs.  st<  ,1, .  LSq 

He  reigns,  tho  Lord  the  Saviour  reigns,        Watts.  214 

He  that  goeth  forth  with  weeping,            Hastings.  509 

Ho,  who  on  earth  as  man  was  known,        Jfetoton.  200 

He  who  once  in  righteous  vengeance,             Amm.  tSQ 

Hear,  O  sinner,  mercy  hails  you,                      Beed,  319 

Hear  the  heralds  of  the  gospel,             Allen's  Coll.  321 

Hear  what  God  the  Lord  hath  spoken,        Cowper.  534 

Hearken,  Lord,  to  my  complaints,      Montgomery.  491 

Heavenly  Father,  sovereign  Lord,       Montgomery.  696 

Heavenly  Spirit,  may  each  heart,            Edmeston.  702 

Here,  Lord  of  life  and  light  to  thee,         L.  Bacon.  771, 

Here,  O  my  Lord,  I  see  thee  face  to  face,      Honor:  752 

High  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God,                  Watts.  124: 

High  in  yonder  realms  of  light,                     Baffles.  907 

Holy  Father,-  hear  my  cry,                              Bonar.  375 

Holy  Ghost!  thou  source  of  light,                    Anon.  230 

Holy  Ghost!  with  light  divine,                          Reed.  231 

Holy  Lord,  our  hearts  prepare,                        Anon.  099 

Holy  Spirit  !  Lord  of,          King  Robert  of  France.  228 

Hosanna  to  the  Prince  of  light,                       Watts.  162 

How  beauteous  are  their  feet,                         Watts.  769 

How  blest  is  he  whose  tranquil  mind,             Anon.  839, 

How  blest  the  righteous  when  he,      L.  Barbauld.  829 

How  calm  and  beautiful  the  morn,           Hastings.  205 

How  charming  is  the  place,                          Stennett.  22 

How  deep  and  tranquil  is  the  joy,                    Reed.  465 

How  do  thy  mercies  close  me  round,           Wesley.  424 

How  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints,              Kirkham.  599 

How  gentle  God's  commands,                 Doddridge.  302 

How  heavy  is  the  night,                                     Watts.  251 

How  helpless  guilty  nature  lies,             Mrs.  Steele.  253 

How  honored  is  the  place,                               Watts.  722 

How  large  the  promise,  how  divine,               Watts.  705 

How  lovely  are  thy  dwellings,  Lord,             Milton.  30 

How  oft,  alas,  this  wretched  heart,        Mrs.  Steele.  344 

How  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair,                     Watts.  3 

How  pleased  and  blest  was  I,                          Watts.  IS 

How  precious  is  the  book  divine,                 Fawcett.  96 

How  sad  our  state  by  nature  is,                       Watts.  241 

How  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts,      Watts.  91 

How  sweet  and  awful  is  the  place,                  Watts.  ~:vi 

How  sweet,  how  calm,  this  Sabbath  morn,     Aiwn.  47 

Swab 

Xcir/on.  510 

FolletL  704 

Anon.  690 

Kelly.  7 

,    Boirriha.  688 

Doddridge.  - 12 

Anon.  826 


Mow  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the.  sight, 
How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds, 
How  sweet  to  be  allowed  to  pray, 
How  sweet  to  bless  the  Lord, 
How  sweet  to  leave  the  world  awhile, 
How  sweetly  flowed  the  gospel's  sound 
How  swift  the  torrent  rolls, 
How  vain  Ifl  al!  beneath  the  skies, 

I  ask  not  now  f  >r  g  »ld  t:>  gild, 


Whiifur.     616 


3SS 


Alphabetical  Index  of  Hymns. 


I  bow  my  forehead  to  the  dust,  Whitticr. 

1  cannot  always  trace  the  way,  Anon. 

I  cannot  call  affliction  sweet,  Montgomery. 

1  c  'liic  to  thee-  once  more,  my  God,  Faber. 

I  hour  thy  word  with  love,  Watts. 

I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say,  Bonar. 
I  know  thy  thoughts  are  peace  toward  me,     Anon. 

I  lay  my  sins  on  Jesus,  Bonar. 

I  love  the  Lord,  he  heard  my  cries.  Watts. 

I  love  the  sacred  book  of  God,  Kelly. 

I  love  the  volume  of  thy  word,  Watts. 

1  love  the  windows  of  thy  grace,  Watts. 

I  love  thy  kingdom,  Lord,  Dwight. 

I  love  to  steal  awhile  away,  Mrs.  Brown. 

I  send  the  joys  of  earth  away,  Watts. 

I  sing  th'  almighty  power  of  God,  Watts. 

I  thirst,  but  not  as  once  I  did,  Cowper. 

I  was  a  wandering  sheep,  Bonar. 

I  would  not  livealway,  I  ask  not,  Muhlenburg. 

If  God  is  mine,  then  present  things,  Anon. 

If  human  kindness  meets  return,  Noel. 

If  through  unruffled  seas,  Anon. 

I'll  praise  my  Maker  with  my  breath,  Watts. 

I'm  but  a  stranger  here,  T.  R.  Taylor. 

I'm  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord,  Watts. 

Immortal  power,  eternal  One,  Mrs.  Collins. 

In  all  my  vast  concerns  with  thee,  Watts. 

In  deep  distress  our  Saviour  prayed,  Watts. 
In  heavenly  love  abiding,                     Mrs.  Waring. 

In  latter  days  the  mount  of  God,  Logan. 

In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory,  Bowring. 

In  the  dark  and  cloudy  day,  Anon. 

In  the  midst  of  life  we  are  in  death,  Notker. 
In  thee,  great  God,  with  songs  of  praise,     Barlow. 

In  thy  name,  O  Lord,  assembling,  Kelly. 

In  vain  we  seek  for  peace  with  God,  Watts. 

Indulgent  Sovereign  of  the  skies,  Doddridge. 

Is  not  the  way  to  heavenly  gain,  Lyte. 

Js  this  the  kind  return,  Watts. 

It  came  upon  the  midnight  clear,  E.  H.  Sears. 

Jehovah  God !  thy  gracious  power,  Thomson. 

Jehovah  reigns,  his  throne  is  high,  Watts. 

Jerusalem,  my  happy  home,  Anon. 

Jesus,  all  atoning  Lamb,  Wesley. 

Jesus,  and  didst  thou  leave  the  sky,  Mrs.  Steele. 

Jesus,  and  shall  it  ever  be,  Gregg. 

Jesus,  calls  us  o'er  the  tumult,  Anon. 

Jesus,  cast  a  look  on  me,  Berridge. 

Jesus  Christ,  is  risen  to-day,  Latin. 

Jesus  gently  calls,  E.  P.  Parker. 

Jesus,  I  love  thy  charming  name,  Doddridge. 

Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  taken,  Lyte. 

Jesus,  Immortal  King  !   arise,  Burder. 

Jesus,  let  thy  pitying  eye,  Wesley. 

Jesus,  Lord,  we  look  to  thee,  Wesley. 

Jesus,  Lover  of  my  soul,  Wesley. 

Jesus,  most  holy,  pray  I  to  thee,  Anon. 

Jesus,  only  when  the  morning,  Nason. 

Jesus,  our  Lord,  how  rich  thy  grace,  Doddridge. 

Jesus,  save  my  dying  soul,  [  Hastings. 

Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun,  Watts. 


466 
441 
594 
705 
571 
346 
409 
376 
404 

85 

88 
457 
720 

58 
390 
137 
454 
356 
860 
410 
730 
559 

89 
556 
499 
400 
120 
177 
610 
798 
506 
582 
906 
945 

79 
243 
792 
433 
359 
159 

121 
111 

903 
634 
270 
542 
318 
635 
194 
331 
496 
368 
808 
361 
65S 
550 
381 
373 
672 
301 
786 


Jesus,  Shepherd  of  the  shesp, 

Jesus  spreads  his  banner  o'er  us, 

Jesus,  still  lead  on, 

Jesus,  take  me  for  thine  own, 

Jesus,  tender  Saviour, 

Jesus,  the  very  thought  of  thee, 

Jesus,  these  eyes  have  never  seen, 

Jesus,  thou  art  the  sinner's  friend 

Jesus,  thou  everlasting  King, 

Jesus,  thou  joy  of  loving, 

Jesus,  thy  blood  and, 


Anon. 

Anon. 

Zinzendorff. 

Anon. 

Anon. 

Bernard. 

Ray  Palmer. 

Parkinson. 

Watts. 

Bernard,  by  Palmer. 

Wesley's  Trans. 


Jesus,  thy  boundless  love  to  me,  Anon. 

Jesus,  thy  love  shall  we  forget,  Anon. 

Jesus,  we  look  to  thee,  Wesley. 

Jesus,  where'er  thy  people  meet,  Cowper. 

Jesus,  who  knows  full  well,  Neioton. 

Jesus,  who  on  Calvary's  mountain,  Anon. 

Jesus,  whom  angel  hosts  adore,  Bonar. 

Join  all  the  glorious  names,  Watts. 

Joy  to  the  world,  the  Lord  is  come,  Watts. 

Joyful  be  the  hours  to-day,  Kelly. 
Just  as  I  am  without  one  plea,       Charlotte  Elliot. 


522 
724 
545 
632 
9G6 
486 
509 
476 
749 
543 
340 
519 
511 
695 
45 
693 
372 
183 
275 
163 
743 
333 


Keep  silence,  all  created  things,  Watts.  116 

Keep  us,  Lord,  oh,  keep  us  ever,  Anon.  607 

Kingdoms  and  thrones  to  God  belong,  Watts.  101 

Laboring  and  heavy  laden,  Rankin.  371 

Lamp  of  our  feet,  whereby  we  trace,  Barton.  90 

Lead,  kindly  light,  amid,             Newman,  seepage  41 

Lead  us,  heavenly  Father,  lead  us,  Anon.  528 

Let  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds,  Watts.  957 

Let  everlasting  glories  crown,  Watts.  81 

Let  me  be  with  thee  where  thou  art,  Anon.  540 

Let  not  your  heart  be  faint,  Anon.  572 

Let  others  boast  how  strong  they  be,  Watts.  850 

Let  our  songs  of  praise  ascending,  Anon.  170 

Let  saints  below  in  concert  sing,  Wesley.  655 

Let  sinners  take  their  course,  Watts.  399 

Let  us  keep  steadfast  guard,  Breviary.  566 

Let  us  with  a  joyful  mind,  Milton.  144 

Let  worldly  minds  the  world  pursue,  Newton.  414 

Light  of  those  whose  dreary  dwelling,  Wesley.  533 

Like  sheep  we  went  astray,  Watts.  255 

Lo !  God  is  here,  let  us  adore,  J.  Wesley.  34 

Lo !  he  comes  with  clouds  descending,  Oliver.  883 

Lo !  on  a  narrow  neck  of  land,  Wesley.  881 

Lo !  round  the  throne,  a  glorious  band,  Anon.  890 

Lo !  the  day  of  rest  dcclineth,  Bobbins.  76 

Lo!  the  mighty  God  appearing,  W.Ooode.  884 

Lo !  what  a  glorious  Corner-stone,  Watts.  8 

Lo !  what  a  glorious  sight  appears,  Watts.  796 

Look  up,  my  soul,  with  cheerful  eye,  Anon.  248 

Lord,  as  to  thy  dear  cross  we  flee,  Anon.  667 

Lord,  at  thy  table  I  behold,  Stennett.  733 

Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing,  Burder.  78 

Lord,  how  delightful  'tis  to  see,  Watts.  4 

Lord,  how  secure  my  conscience  was,  Watts.  257 

Lord,  I  am  vile,  conceived  in  sin,  Watts.  244 

Lord,  I  believe,  thy  power  I  own,  Wreford.  423 

Lord,  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice,  Watts.  95 


Alphabetical  Index  of  Hymns. 


\S9 


Lord,  I  hear  that  showers  of  blessing,               Anon.  367 

Lord,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear,             li'atts.  11 

Lord,  in  the  temples  of  thy  grace,                  Anon,  43 

Lord,  in  this,  thy  mercy's  day,                           Anon.  382 

Lord,  in  thy  great,  thy  glorious  name,  Mrs.  SteeU.  368 

Lord,  it  belongs  not  to  my  care,                       Baxter.  461 

Lord,  lead  the  way  the  Saviour  went,        Croswell.  665 

Lord,  my  weak  thought  in  vain,           Ray  Palmer.  Ill 

Lord  of  all  being,  throned  afar,          O.  W.  Holmes.  150 

Lord  of  all  families  below,                                  Anon.  959 

Lord  of  earth,  thy  forming  hand,                     Grant.  145 

Lord  of  the  harvest,  hear,                                Wesley.  768 

Lord  of  the  world,  who  hast  preserved,    Breviary.  901 

Lord  of  the  worlds  above,                                  Watts.  16 

Lord,  send  thy  word,  and  let  it  fly,              Gibbons.  80G 

Lord,  teach  us  how  to  pray  aright,      Montgomery.  6M 

Lord,  thou  hast  searched,  and  seen  me,         Watts.  152 

Lord,  thou  on  earth  didst  love  thine,    Ray  Palmer.  671 

Lord,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray,            Watts.  63 

Lord,  we  come  before  thee  now,              Hammond.  39 

Lord,  we  confess  our  numerous  faults,           Watts.  432 

Lord,  we  have  wandered  forth  through,          Anon.  685 

Lord,  what  a  thoughtless  wretch  was  I,         Watts.  246 

Lord,  when  my  thoughts  delighted,        Mrs.  Steele.  185 

Lord,  where  shall  guilty  souls  retire,              IVatts.  119 

Lord,  while  for  all  mankind  we  pray,          We/ford.  944 

Lord,  with  glowing  heart  I'd  praise  thee,  S.  F.  Key.  142 

Love  divine,  all  love  excelling,                      Wesley.  532 

Majestic  sweetness  sits  enthroned,             Stennett.  4^7 

Man's  wisdom  is  to  seek,                                 Cowper.  692 

Many  centuries  have  fled,                                Conder.  727 

May  he,  by  whose  kind  care  we  meet,          Newton.  G52 

May  the  grace  of  Christ  our  Saviour,           Newton.  81 

Men  of  God,  go  take  your  stations,                  Kelly.  817 

'Mid  scenes  of  confusion  and,                            Anon.  861 

Mighty  one  !  before  whose  face,                    Bryant.  148 

Millions  within  thy  courts  have  met,  Montgomery.  67 

Mine  eyes  and  my  desire,                                Watts.  561 

Mqrning  breaks  upon  the  tomb,                     Col  Iyer.  192 

Mourn  for  the  thousand  slain,                            Anon.  950 

Must  Jesus  bear  the  cross  alone,                     Allen.  607 

My  country,  'tis  of  thee,                          S.  F.  Smith.  952 

My  dear  Redeemer,  and  my  Lord,                  Watts.  172 

My  faith  looks  up  to  thee,                      Ray  Palmer.  546 

My  Father  God  !  how  sweet  the  sound,  Doddridge.  415 

My  God,  accept  my  early  vows,                        Watts.  651 

My  God,  accept  my  heart  this  day,         Lyra  Cath.  340 

My  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love,                     Watts.  65 

My  God,  how  wonderful  thou  art,                     Anon.  420 

My  < lod,  is  any  hour  so  sweet,                      See  page  42 

My  God.  my  Father,  blissful  name,       Mrs.  Stole.  422 

My  God,  my  lather,  while  I  stray,  Charlotte  Elliot.  440 

My  God,  my  King,  thy  various  praise,            Watts.  123 

1,  my  portion,  and  my  lore,                  Wolfs.  417 

My  God,  oh,  could  I  make  the  claim,     Mrs.  Slide.  456 

i.  permit  me  not  to  be,                          Watt*.  452 

My  God.  the  covenant  of  thy  love,           Doddridge.  434 

My  God,  the  spring  of  all  my  joys,                    Watts.  405 

My  hope  is  built  on  nothing  less,                     Anon.  512 

■OS,  as  thou  wilt,                                  Schmolh.  590 

My  Maker,  and  my  King,                         Mrs.  Steele.  133 


My  only  Saviour,  when  I  feel, 
My  Saviour  bids  me  come, 
My  Saviour,  let  me  hear  thy  voice 
My  Saviour,  my  almighty  Friend, 
My  soul,  amid  this  stormy  world, 
My  soul,  be-on  thy  guard, 
My  soul,  how  lovely  is  the  place, 
My  spirit  looks  to  God  alone, 
My  spirit  on  thy  care, 

Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

New  every  morning  is  the  love, 

No  more,  my  God,  1  boast  no  more, 

No,  never  shall  my  heart  despond, 

Nor  eye  hath  seen,  nor  ear  hath  heard 

Not  all  the  blood  of  beasts, 

Not  all  the  outward  forms  on  earth, 

Not  by  the  martyr's  death  alone, 

Not  for  the  pious  dead  we  weep, 

Not  with  our  mortal  eyes, 

Now  be  my  heart  inspired  to  sing, 

Now  begin  the  heavenly  theme, 

Now  for  a  tune  of  lofty  praise, 

Now  is  th'  accepted  time, 

Now  let  our  cheerful  eyes  survey, 

Now  let  our  souls  on  wings  sublime, 

Now  let  our  voices  join, 

Now  may  he  who  from  the  dead, 

Now,  my  soul,  thy  voice  upraising, 

Now  to  the  Lord,  a  noble  song, 

Now  to  the  Lord  who  makes  us  know, 

O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul,    His, 

O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul,    Let, 

O  blessed  souls  are  they, 

O  bow  thine  ear,  eternal  One  ! 

O  cease,  my  wandering  soul, 

O  Christ  !  I  long  to  know  thee, 

O  Christ  !  our  ever-blessed  Lord, 

O  Christ  !  with  each  returning  morn, 

O  could  I  find  from  day  to  day, 

O  could  I  speak  the  matchless  worth, 

O  could  our  thoughts  and  wishes  fly, 

O  day  of  rest  and  gladness, 

O  deem  not  they  are  blest  alone, 

O  eyes  that  are  weary,  and  hearts  that  are,     Anon. 

O  for  a  closer  walk  with  God,  Cowper. 

0  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God,  Wesley. 

O  for  a  shout  of  sacred  joy,  Watts. 

O  for  a  sight,  a  pleasing  sight,  Watts. 

O  for  a  sweet,  inspiring  ray,  Mrs.  Steele. 

O  f >r  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing,  ]\'i shy. 

O  for  the  death  of  those,  Anon, 

()  God  !  beneath  thy  guiding  hand,  L.  Bacon. 

O  God  !  by  whom  the  seed  is  given,  ll<h>  r. 

0  Cod  of  Bethel  by  whose  hand,  Doddridge. 

O  God  !  our  God,  thou  shinest  here,  GUI. 

O  God  !  our  help  in  ages  past,  Watts. 

0  God  !  thou  art  my  God  alone,  Montgonu  /  //. 

O  (Jod  !  unseen,  yet  ever  near,  Anon. 

( »  happj  day,  that  fixed  my  choice,  Doddridge. 

O happy  nation,  where  the  Lord,  Watts. 

O  happy  saints,  that  dwell  in  light,  Anon. 


Anon 

Wesley. 

Doddridge. 

Watts. 

Chapman. 

Heath. 

Watts. 

Anon. 

Lyte. 

S.  F.  Adams. 
Keble. 

Watts. 

Anon. 

Watts. 

Watts. 

Watts. 

Anon. 

L.  Barbauld. 

Watts. 

Watts. 

Longford. 

Watts. 

Dobell. 

Doddridge. 

Gibbons. 

Doddridge. 

Newton. 

Anon. 

Watts. 

Watts. 

Montgomery. 

Watts. 

Walts. 

Anon. 

Muhleuburg. 

Ray  Palmer. 

Anon. 

Latin. 

Anon. 

Medley. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

Wordsworth. 

Bryant. 


541 
357 
498 

1st 

898 
619 

16 

4-7 
557 

555 
33 
339 
679 
897 
254 
259 
641 
845 
483 
173 
G13 
158 
305 
515 
889 
621 
57 
179 
473 
220 

129 
130 

:\:8 

770 
304 
548 
2G6 
44 
458 
504 
806 
1 
463 
697 
449 
4. "5 
175 
887 
886 
501 
841 

49 
411 
704 
869 
445 
736 
768 
932 


39° 


Alphabetical  Index  oj  siymns. 


O  happy  soul,  that  lives  on  high,  Watts. 

O  help  us,  Lord,  each  hour  of  neod,  Milman. 

6 holy  Father  !  just  and  true,  Whittier. 

O  holy  Saviour  I  Friend  unseen,  Anon. 

O  holy  Saviour  !  pray  for  me,  Anon. 

O  how  divine,  how  sweet  the  joy,  Needham. 

O  how  I  love  thy  holy  law,  Watts. 

O  Jesus  !  bruised  and  wounded  more,  Anon. 

O  Lamb  of  God,  still  keep  me,  Anon. 

O  Lord  and  Master  of  us  all,  Whittier. 

O  Lord,  how  full  of  sweet  content,  Mad.Guion. 
O  Lord,  how  infinite  thy  love,  Lyte. 

O  Lord,  1  would  delight  in  thee,  Byland. 

O  Lord,  our  carnal  mind  control,  Anon. 

O  Lord,  our  fathers  oft  have  told,  Tate  and  Brady. 
O  Lord,  our  God,  arise,  Anon. 

O  Lord,  our  heavenly  King,  Watts. 

O  Lord,  thy  covenant  is  sure,  Condcr. 

O  Lord,  thy  work  revive,  Browne. 

O  love  divine,  how  sweet  thou  art,  Wesley. 

O  love  divine,  that  stooped  to  share,  0.  W.  Holmes. 
O  love,  who  e'er  life's  earliest  dawn,  Anon. 

O  mother  dear,  Jerusalem,  Quarles. 

O  my  Saviour  !  crucified,  Anon. 

O  my  Saviour,  guardian  true,  Anon. 

O  my  soul,  what  means  this  sadness,  Fawcett. 
O  praise  the  Lord,  for  he  is  good,  Wrangham. 

O  sacred  Head,  now  wounded,  Gerhardt. 

O  Saviour,  who  didst  come,  Anon. 

O  say  to  all  men  far  and  near,  Novalis. 

O  sinner,  lift  the  eye  of  faith,  Anon. 

O  sinners,  come,  and  taste  his  love,  Watts. 

O  Spirit  of  the  living  God,  Montgomery. 

OSun  of  righteousness,  arise,  Anon. 

)  sweetly  breathe  the  lyres  above,  Bay  Palmer. 
O  that  I  could  forever  dwell,  Beed. 

O  that  I  knew  the  secret  place,  Watts. 

O  that  my  load  of  sin  were  gone,  Wesley. 

O  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways,  Watts. 

O  the  sweet  wonders  of  that  cross,  Watts. 

O  thou,  from  whom  all  goodness  flows,  Anon. 

0  thou  Preserver  of  mankind,  Dicight. 

O  thou  that  hearest  prayer,  Anon. 

O  thou,  the  contrite  sinner's  Friend,  C.  Elliott. 
O  thou  to  whom  in  ancient  time,  Ware. 

O  thbu  who  driest  the  mourner's  tear,"  Moore. 

O  thou  who  hear'st  the  prayer  of  faith,  Toplady. 
O  thou  whom  we  adore,  Wesley. 

O  thou  whoso  own  vast  temple  stands,  Bryant. 
O  thou  whoso  tender  mercy  hears,  Mrs.  Steele. 
O  what  a  lonely  path  were  ours,  Anon. 

0. what  amazing  words  of  grace,  Medley. 

O  what  if  we  areChrist's,  Anon. 

( )  where  are  kings  and  empires  now,  A.  C.  Coxe. 
O  where  shall  rest  be  found,  Montgomery. 

O  worship  the  king,  all  glorious  above,  Grant. 

O  Zion  !  afflicted  with  wave  upon  wave,  Anon. 

O'er  the  gloomy  hills  of  darkness,  FPIKtonw. 

O'er  the  realms  of  pagan  darkness,  Cotteretl. 

Oft  ;,,  sorrow,  oft  in  woe,  //.  A".  White 

On  the  mountain's  top  appearing,  Kelly. 

Once  I  thought  my  mountain  strong,  Newton. 


403 
450 
936 
324 
972 
351 

92 
748 
549 
474 
444 
262 
428 
647 
947 
776 
132 
738 
778 
505 
439 
503 
902 
745 

54 
527 
435 
547 
560 
196 
385 
288 
785 
790 
438 
588 
446 
335 

99 
187 
447 
940 
236 
325 

32 
448 
379 
777 
773 
350 
421 
269 
854 

71S 

368 

140 

598 
816 
818 
612 
813 
554 


Once  was  heard  the  song  of  children,  *mon. 

One  prayer  I  have,  all  prayers  in  one,  Montgomery. 
One  sweetly  solemn  thought,  Phcebe  Carey. 

One  there  is  above  all  others,  Newton. 

Our  blest  Redeemer,  ere  he  breathed,  Lyte. 

Our  cluldren,  Lord,  in  faith  and  prayer,         Anon. 
Our  children,  thou  dost  claim,  Anon. 

Our  Christ  hath  reached  his,  Frothingham. 

Our  country  is  Immanuel's  ground,    L.  Barbauld. 
Our  Father,  God  !  who  art  in  heaven,  Judson. 

Our  Father,  through  the  coming  year,  Anon. 

Our  heavenly  Father  calls,  Doddridge. 

Our  helper  God,  we  bless  thy  name,      Doddridge. 
Our  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead,  Wesley. 

People  of  the  living  God  !  Montgomery. 

Pilgrims  in  this  vale  of  sorrow,  Hastings. 

Pity,  Lord,  the  child  of  clay,  Anon. 

Pleasant  are  thy  courts  above,  Lyte. 

Plunged  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair,  Watts. 

Pour  out  thy  Spirit  from  on  high,  Montgomery. 

Praise  to  God,  immortal  praise,  L.  Barbauld. 

Praise  to  thee,  thou  great  Creator,  Fawcetf. 

Praise  waits  in  Zion,  Lord,  for  thee,  Watts. 

Praise  ye  the  Lord,  my  heart  shall  join,  Walts. 

Prayer  is  the  breath  of  God  in  man,  Anon. 

Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire,  Montgomery. 

Prepare  us,  Lord,  to  view  thy  cross,  Anon. 

Prince  of  peace,  control  my  will,  Anon. 


Quiet,  Lord,  my  froward  heart,  Neioton. 

Raise  your  triumphant  songs,  Watts. 

Rejoice  in  God  alway,  Moultrie. 

Rejoice,  rejoice,  believers,  Laurenti. 

Rejoice,  the  Lord  is  King,  Wesley. 

Rejoice  to-day,  with  one  accord,  Anon. 

Rejoice,  ye  saints,  rejoice  and  praise,  Anon. 

Remember  thy  Creator  now,  Anon. 

Rest  from  thy  labor,  rest,  Montgomery. 

Resting  from  his  work  to-day,  Anon. 

Return,  my  roving  heart,  return,  Doddridge. 

Return,  my  soul,  and  sweetly  rest,  Latrobe. 

Return,  O  wanderer,  now  return,  Collycr. 

Return,  O  wanderer,  to  thy  home,  Hastings. 

Ride  on,  ride  on,  in  majesty,  Milman. 
Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings,          Cennick. 

Rise,  O  my  soul,  pursue  the  path,  Needham. 

Rock  of  Ages  !  cleft  for  me,  Toplady. 

Roll  on,  thou  mighty  ocean,  Pratt's  Coll. 

Safely  through  another  week,  Newton. 

Salvation  !  O  the  joyful  sound,  Watts. 

Saviour,  breathe  an  evening  blessing,  Edmeston. 

Saviour,  like  a  Shepherd  lead  us,  Avon. 

Saviour,  teach  me  day  by  day,  Anon. 

Saviour,  what  gracious  words,  Anon. 

Saviour,  when  in  dust  to  thee,  Grant. 

Saw  ye  not  the  cloud  arise,  Wesley. 

Sav.  sinner,  hath  ;i  voice  within,  Hyde. 

Sec,  from  Zion's  sacred  mountain,  Kelly. 

See.  gracious  God,  before  thy  throne,  Mrs.  Steele. 

See  Israel's  gentlo  Shepherd  stand,  Dolhidgt. 


706 
840 
316 
222 
766 
760 
715 
649 
676 
918 
307 
927 


742 

568 
553 

10 
267 
779 
928 
141 

29 
108 
677 
675 
735 
583 

525 

204 
620 
821 
484 
393 
471 
292 
780 
740 
436 
425 
297 

2?o 

213 
914 
901 
552 
811 


261 
74 
526 
530 
662 
374 
804 
285 
815 
946 
763 


Alphabetical  Index  of  Hymns. 


391 


SfC  the  leOVW  around  us  lulling,  Home.  858 

See  what  a  living  stone.  Watt* 

.•it  Of  God,  well  dona,  Montgomery.  855 

Shall  I  tear,  0  earth,  thy  l>  >som,  Davis.  857 

Shall  we  father  at  the  river.  &  Loirry.  909 

Shepherd,  with  thy  tenderest  love,  Anon.  623 

Show  pity.  Lord,  O  Lord,  forgive,  Watts.  336 

Silently  the  shades  of  evening,  a,  78 

Since  all  the  varying  scenes  of  time,  Hervey.  41- 

Sing.  ye  redeemed  of  the  Lord,  Doddridge.  627 

Sinner,  rquse  thee  from  thy  sleep,  Anon.  313 

Sinners,  turn,  why  w  ill  ye  die,  Wesley.  312 

Sion's  daughter,  weep  no  more,  Anon.  739 

So  fades  the  lovely  blooming  flower,  Mrs.  Steele.  831 

So  let  our  lips  and  Uvea  express,  Watt*.  629 

Soft  and  holy  is  the  place,  Hastings.  697 

Softly  fades  the  twilight  ray.  S.  F.  Smith.  56 

Softly  now  the  light  of  day,  Doane.  53 

Soldiers  of  Christ,  arise,  Wesley.  617 

f  praise  the  angels  sang,  Montgomery.  193 

Sons  of  men.  behold  from  far,  Wesley.  805 

Soon  as  I  heard  my  Father  say,  Watt*.  348 

Soon  may  the  last  glad  song  arise,  Anon.  787 

Soul,  then  know  thy  full  salvation,  Lyte.  369 

Sovereign  of  worlds,  display  thy  power,  Anon.  793 

Sow  in  the  morn  th  Montgomery.  573 

Spirit  of  peace  !  celestial  Dove,  Lyte.  707 

Spirit  of  power  and  might,  behold,  Montgomery.  797 

Spirit  of  truth,  on  this  thy  day,  Heber.  37 

Stand  up,  and  bless  the  Lord,  Montgomery.  24 

Stand  up,  my  soul,  shake  off  thy  fears,  Watts.  623 

Stand  up,  stand  up  for  Jesus,  Duffield.  810 

Stay,  thou  Insulted  Spirit,  stay,  Wesley.  342 

Stealing  from  the  world  away,  Hay  Palmer.  698 

Sun  of  my  soul,  thou  Saviour  dear,  Keble.  64 

Sweet  is  the  light  of  Sabbath  eve,  Edmeston.  66 

Sweet  is  the  memory  of  thy  grace,  Watts.  407 

Sweet  is  the  prayer  whose  holy.        H.  Martineau.  680 

-  the  work,  my  God,  my  King,  Watts.  2 

Sweet  is  the  work,  O  Lord,  Lyte.  23 

Sweet  peace  of  conscience,  heavenly,  Heginbotham.  443 

Saviour,  bless  us  ere  we  go,  Monk's  Coll.  68 

Sweet  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing,  Anon.  536 

Sweet  the  time,  exceeding  sweet,  Border.  146 

was  the  time  when  first  I  felt,  Xeirton.  459 

Sweeter  sounds  than  music  knows,  Xeicton.  520 

Sweeter  to  Jesus  when  on  earth,  H.  Kimball.  538 

Take  me,  O  my  Father,  take  me,  Ray  Palmer.  317 

Take  my  heart,  O  Father,  take  it,  Anon.  370 

Tarry  with  me,  O  my  Saviour,  Anon.  73 

Teach  me,  my  God  and  King,  Herbert.  396 

.  mighty  reigns,  exalted  high,  WotU.  110 

That  awful  day  will  surely  come,  Wnf 

That  day  of  wrath,  that,          Cttano,  by  W.  SeotL  s77 

The  billows  swell,  the  winds  are  high,  Cowp 

The  bird  let  loose  in  eastern  ifc  Mao 

The  Church  of  Christ,  which  he  hath,  Spangenhur 

mforter  has  come,  Anon.  2.'i'i 

Ike  day  i.»  past  aii  :  LeUmd.  00 

-\al  morn,  my  God  Merrick.  2) 

The  floods,  O  Lord,  lilt  up  their  voice,         Burgess.  115 


The  gdden  gates  are  lifted  up,  Anon. 

The  harvest  dawn  is  near,  Burgess. 

The  Head  that  0B0B  was  crowned  with,  Kelly. 

The  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord,  Watts. 

The  King  of  heaven  his  table  spreads,  Doildridge. 
The  Lord  in  trouble  hear  the*)  Lyte. 

The  Lord  is  Judge,  before  his  throne,  W.  Goode. 
The  Lord  is  my  Shepherd,  no  want,  Montgomery. 
The  Lord  is  our  refuge,  the  Lord  is  our  guide,  Lyte. 
The  Lord  is  risen,  indeed,  Kelly. 

The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns,    And,  Watts. 

The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns,    His,  Watts. 

The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare,  Addison. 

The  Lord  my  Shepherd  is,  Watts. 

The  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light,  Watts. 

The  Lord  our  God  is  full  of  might,  77.  K.  White. 
The  Lord  shall  come,  the  earth  sliall  quake,  Heber. 


MVton. 

Alford. 

S.  F.  Smith. 

Anon. 

Watts. 

Anon. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

Anon. 


The  Lord  will  come,  and  not  be  slow, 
The  lovely  form  of  God's  own  Church, 
The  morning  light  is  breaking, 
The  people  of  the  Lord, 
The  pity  of  the  Lord, 
The  roseate  hues  of  early  dawn, 
The  Saviour  calls,  let  every  ear, 
The  Saviour  kindly  calls, 
The  Saviour  !  O  what  endless  charms,  Mrs.  Steele. 
The  Saviour  !  what  a  noble  flame,  Coicper. 

The  Son  of  God  goes  forth  to  war,  Anon. 

The  spacious  firmament  on  high,  Addison. 

The  Spirit  in  our  hearts,  Anon. 

The  Spirit  like  a  peaceful  Dove,  Watts. 

The  sun  is  sinking  in  the  west,  Anon. 

The  swift  declining  day,      ,  Doddridge. 

The  twilight  falls,  the  night  is  near,  Anon. 

The  voice  of  free  grace  cries,  Thorn  by. 

The  year  has  gone  beyond  recall,  Anon. 

Thee  we  adore,  Eternal  Name,  Watts. 

There  is  a  blessed  home,  Later. 

There  is  a  book  who  runs  may  read,  Keble. 

There  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood,  Cooper. 

There  is  a  house  not  made  with  hands,  Watts. 

There  is  a  land  mine  eye  hath  seen,  Anon. 

There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight,  Watts. 

There  is  a  state,  unknown,  unseen,  Jane  Taylor. 
There  is  an  hour  of  hallowed,  Wm.  B.  Tappan. 
There  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest,  Tappan. 

There  is  an  hour  when  I  must  part,  Anon. 

There  is  none  other  name  than  thine,  Anon. 

There's  nothing  bright  above,  below,  Moore. 

They  are  all  gone  into  the  world  of  light,  Vaughnn. 
They  who  seek  the  throne  of  grace,  Anon. 

Thine  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord,  we  love,  Doddridge. 
Thine  forever,  God  of  love,  Anon. 

Think  gently  of  the  erring  one,  Fletcher. 

This  is  the  clay  the  Lord  hath  made,  Watts. 

This  place  is  holy  ground,  Montgomery. 

Th.u  art  g>ne  to  the  grave,  but  we,  B  >■•  r. 

Thou  art  gone  up  on  high. 

Thou  art.  o  God,  the  lit".-  and  light,  Moore. 

Thou  art  the  way,  to  the*  alone, 
Thou  dear  Redeemer,  dying  Lamb, 
Thou  gracious  God,  and  kind,  Pratt's  <  oil. 


195 
565 

208 

82 
294 
378 
126 
601 
603 
202 

19 
238 
134 
396 
714 
138 
876 
795 
717 
822 
644 
128 
894 
2S8 
7C1 
265 
176 
401 
125 
303 
653 

61 
856 

62 
323 
919 
923 
909 
431 
2(»1 
896 
891 
900 
847 
893 
892 
867 
250 
112 
905 
700 
5 
703 
670 

12 
863 
329 

135 

268 

475 


392 


Alphabetical  Inaex  of  Hymns, 


Thou  Holy  Spirit,  Lord  of  grace,  Anon. 

Thou  Judge  of  quick  and  dead)  Wesley. 

Thou,  Lord,  of  all  the  parent  art,  Martineati's  Coll. 

Thou  lovely  Bource  of  true  delight,        Mrs.  Steele. 

Thou  Maker  of  my  vital  frame,     Watts.     Seepage 

Thou  only  Sovereign  of  my  heart,         Mrs.  Stale. 

Thou  Prince  of  glory,  slain  for  me,  Collyer, 

Thou  Saviour,  from  thy  throne  on,      Bay  Palmer. 

Thou  very  present  aid,  Wesley, 

Thou  who  didst  on  Calvary  bleed,  Anon. 

Thou  who  roll'st  the  year  around,       Bay  Palmer. 

Though  all  the  world  my  choice  deride,  Tersteegan. 

though  faint,  yet  pursuing,  Anon. 

Though  now  the  nations  sit  beneath,        L.  Bacon. 

Through  all  the  changing  scenes,  Tate  and  Brady. 

Through  sorrow's  night  and  danger's,  H.  K.  White. 

Thus  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on,  Watts. 

Thy  footsteps,  Lord,  with  joy  we  trace,  Anon. 

Thy  goodness,  Lord,  our  souls  confess,        Gibbons. 

Thy  holy  will,  my  God,  be  mine,         Bay  Palmer. 

Thy  mighty  working,  mighty  God,  Anon. 

Thy  way  is  in  the  sea,  Fawcett. 

Thy  way,  not  mine,  O  Lord,  Bonar. 

Thy  will  be  done!  in  devious,    Bowring.    Seepage 

Thy  works,  not  mine,  O  Christ,  Bonar. 

Time  is  winging  us  away,  J.  Burton. 

'Tis  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come,  Watts. 

'Tis  by  thy  strength  the  mountains  stand,     Watts. 

'Tis  finished !  so  the  Saviour  cried,  Stennett. 

'Tis  God,  the  Spirit,  leads,  Anon. 

'Tis  midnight,  and  on  Olive's  brow,  Tappan. 

'Tis  my  happiness  below,  Cowper. 

'Tis  not  a  cause  of  small  import,  Doddridge. 

To-day  the  Saviour  calls,  Anon. 

To  God,  the  only  wise,  Watts. 

To  heaven  I  lift  my  waiting  eyes,  Watts. 

To  Him  that  chose  us  first,  Watts. 

To  Jesus,  the  crown  of  my  hope,  Cowper. 

To  our  Redeemer's  glorious  name,  Mrs.  Steele. 
To  thee  all  angels  cry  aloud,  Anon. 

To  thy  pastures  fair  and  large,  Merrick. 

To  thy  temple,  we  repair,  Montgomery. 

To  whom,  my  Saviour,  shall  I  go,  Anon. 

To-morrow,  Lord,  is  thine,  Doddridge. 

Trembling  before  thine  awful  throne,  Hillhouse. 
Triumphant  Christ  ascends  on  high,  Mrs.  Steele. 
Triumphant  Zion,  lift  thine  head,  Doddridge. 

Try  us,  O  God,  and  search  the  ground,  Wesley. 
Turn  not  thy  face  away,  O  Lord,  Anon. 

'Twas  on  that  dark,  that  doleful  night,         Watts. 

Unshaken  as  the  sacred  hill,  Watts. 

Unveil  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb,  Watts. 

Up  to  the  hills,  I  lift  mine  eyes,  Watts. 

Up  to  the  Lord  who  reigns  on  high,  Watts. 

Upon  the  Gospel's  sacred  page,  Bov'ring. 

Upward  I  lift  mine  eyes,  Watts. 


870 
113 
500 

30 
391 
337 
682 
643 
747 
917 
341 
602 
791 
429 
848 

69 
941 
408 
595 

21 
482 
591 

41 
273 
915 
640 
920 
184 
235 
182 
579 
782 
327 
493 
154 
237 
911 
480 
102 
523 

40 
463 
851 
338 
199 
7!2 
673 
347 
756 

413 

830 
3S7 
109 
86 
166 


Yainly  through  night's  weary  hours,  Lyte.    725 


Wait,  0  up-  s.ul.  thy  Maker's  will,  Beddome 

Wake  the  song  of  jubilco,  L.  Bacon. 


603 


Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night,  Bowring. 

We  are  on  our  journey  home,        Charles  Beecher. 
We  bless  thee  for  thy  peace,  O  God,  Anon. 

"We  love  the  place,  O  God,  Anon. 

AYe  love  the  venerable  house,  Emerson. 

We  praise  thee  oft  for  hours  of  bliss,   J.  P.  Hopps. 
We  pray  thee,  wounded  Lamb  of  God,  Anon. 

We  sinners,  Lord,  with  earnest  heart,       Bernard. 
We  speak  of,  the  realms  of  the  blest,  Anon. 


We  stand  in  deep  repentance, 


Bay  Palmer. 


We  would  see  Jesus,  for  the  shadows,  Anon. 

Weary  of  wandering  from  my  God,  Wesley. 

Weary  sinner,  keep  thine  eyes,  Anon. 

Weary  souls  that  wander  wide,  Wesley. 

Welcome,  delightful  morn,  Hayward. 

Welcome,  sweet  day  of  rest,  Watts. 

Welcome,  welcome,  dear  Redeemer,  Anon. 

We've  no  abiding  city  here,  Kelly. 

What  equal  honors  shall  we  bring.  Watts. 

What  grace,  O  Lord,  and  beauty,  Anon. 

What  shall  I  render  to  my  God,  Watts. 

What  shall  the  dying  sinner  do,  Watts. 

What  sinners  value,  I  resign,  Watts. 

What  various  hindrances  we  meet,  Cowper. 

When  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God,  Addison. 

When  along  life's  thorny  road,  Anon. 

When  brighter  suns  and  milder  skies,  Peabody. 
When  forth  from  Egypt's  trembling,  Burgess. 

When  from  my  sight  all  fades  away,  Anon. 

When  gathering  clouds  around  I  view,  Grant. 

When  God  is  nigh,  my  faith  is  strong,  Watts. 

When  God  revealed  his  gracious  name,  Watts. 
When  I  can  read  my  title  clear,  Watts. 

When  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross,  Watts. 

When  Jordan  hushed  his  waters  still,  T.  Campbell. 
When  languor  and  disease  invade,  T'oplady. 

When,  like  a  stranger  on  our  sphere,  Montgomery. 
When  marshalled  on  the  nightly,  II.  K.  White. 
When  musing  sorrow  weeps  the  past,  Noel. 

When  my  last  hour  is  close  at,  Trans,  by  Boicring. 
When,  my  Saviour,  shall  I  be,  Wesley. 

When  on  Sinai's  top  I  see,  Montgomery. 

When  our  heads  are  bowed  with  woe,  Heber. 

When  overwhelmed  with  grief,  Watts. 

When  shall  the  voice  of  singing,  Pratt's  Coll. 

When  sins  and  fears  prevailing  rise,  Mrs.  Steele. 
When  the  harvest  is  past  and  the,  S.  F.  Smith. 
When  the  worn  spirit  wants  repose,  Kdmeston. 
When  thou,  my  righteous  Judge,  shall  come,  Anon. 
When  thy  mortal  life  is  fled,  S.  F.  Smith. 

When  winds  are  raging,  Mrs.  Stowe.  Seepage 
While  in  sweet  communion  feeding,  Anon. 

While  life  prolongs  its  precious  light,  Diright. 

While  my  Redeemer's  near,  Mrs.  Steele. 

While  o'er  our  guilty  land,  O  Lord,  Davies. 

WThile  o'er  the  deep  thy  servants  safl,  Burgess. 
While  thee  I  seek,  protecting,  Miss  Williams. 
While  with  ceaseless  course  the  sun,  Xeirton. 

Whither,  O  whither  should  I  fly,  Wesley. 

Who  are  these  in  bright  array,  Montgomery. 

Who,  O  Lord,  when  lite  is  o'er,  Lyte. 

Who  .shall  ascend  ihy  heavenly,  Watts, 


615 
467 
52 
719 
596 
751 
352 
910 
377 
586 
518 
311 
300 
17 
27 


215 
669 
419 
249 
832 
683 
402 
580 
922 
948 
827 
517 
834 
406 
416 
181 
157 
593 
174 
472 
904 
874 
744 
365 
581 
563 
812 
442 
383 

60 
880 
314 

42 
726 
282 
558 
939 
943 

14 
916 
426 
908 
633 
628 


Alphabetical  Index  of  Hymns. 


393 


Whom  have  wo.  Lord,  in  heaven  but  thee 
"Why  do  wo  mourn  departing  friends, 

"Why,  O  God,  thy  people  spurn, 
Why  on  the  bending  willows  hung, 
Why  should  our  tears  in  sorrow  llow, 
"Why  should  the  children  of  a  king, 

"Why  should  we  start  and  four  to  die, 
Why  will  ye  waste  on  trifling  cares, 
Will  not  that  joyful  be,. 
With  all  my  lowers  of  heart  and  tongue, 
With  broken  heart  and  contrite  sigh. 
With  grateful  hearts,  with  joyful  tongues 
With  heavenly  power,  O  Lord,  defend 
With  joy  we  hail  the  saored  day, 
With  joy  we  meditate  the  grace, 
With  reverence  let  the  saints  appear, 
"With  songs  and  honors  sounding  loud, 
With  tearful  eyes  1  look  around, 


100.        Lyte. 

407 

Watts. 

Ml 

Hat  net  <i. 

930 

Anon. 

:•  - 

Anon. 

843 

Watts. 

Watts. 

824 

Doddridge. 

286 

Schicienitz. 

614 

e,      Watts. 

389 

Anon. 

332 

les,     Anon. 

933 

Anon. 

764 

Lyte. 

48 

Watts. 

514 

Watts. 

136 

Watts. 

921 

Anon. 

279 

Witness,  ye  men  and  angels,  now, 
Worthy  the  Lamb  of  boundless  sway, 


Bed  dome.     734 
Shirley.     219 


Vo  Christian  heralds,  go  proclaim,  Anon.  7*4 

Yr  heart!  with  youthful  vigor  warm,  Doddridge.  295 

V(  humble  souls,  approach  your  God,  Mrs.  Steele.  198 

Ye  humble  souls  that  seek  the  Lord,  Doddridge,  197 

re  nations,  round  the  earth  rejoice,  Watts.  107 

Ye  saints,  your  music  bring.  Reed.  277 

Ye  servants  of  God,  your  Master  proclaim,    Anon.  139 

Ye  servants  of  the  Lord,  Doddridge.  618 

Ye  who  in  these  courts  are  found.  Anon.  301 

Ye  wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor,  Mrs.  Steele.  293 

Yes,  we  trust  the  day  is  breaking,  Kelly.  819 

Yes,  welcome  was  the  call,  Anon.  962 

Your  harps,  ye  trembling  saints,  Toplady.  304 


Zion  stands  with  hills  surrounded. 


Kelly.    814 


INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 


[Figures  refer  to  numbers  of  hymns.] 


Abiding,— 

in  Christ,  509,  549,  597,  740. 
Christ  in  us,  73,  543,  600,J607. 
Absence  from  God,  446,  449,  491,  561. 
Accepted  time,  305,  327. 
Access  to  God,  263,  307,  693,  694. 
Activity,  573,  622,  626. 
Adoption,  397,  415,  422. 
Advent  of  Christ, 

at  birth.      (See  Christ.) 
to  judgment,  214,  220,  876,  880- 
884. 
Adoration,  — 

of  God.    (See  God.) 
of  Christ.    (See  Christ.) 
of  Holy  Ghost.  (See  Holy  Ghost.) 
of  Trinity.     (See  Trinity.) 
Afflictions,  433,  453,  517,  575,579,580- 

5S4,  589,  590,  594,  596. 
Always  with  us,  196,  535. 
Ashamed  of  Jesus,  499,  542. 
Asleep  in  Jesus,  828,  864,  865,  874, 

875. 
Aspiration,  — 

after  God,  3,  417,  452,  458,  491, 

495,  555,  561,  646. 
after  heaven.     (See  heaven.) 
after  higher  life,  221,  449,   455, 
459,  505,  555,  585,  588. 
Assurance,  223,  369,  397,  409, 415,  416, 

422,442,479,515,599. 
Atonement,  — 

effect  of,  on  men,  181,  185,  337, 

343,  504,  511. 
faith  in,  254, 276,  536,  552.     (See 

Trust.) 
glory  of  God  in,   242,  365,  408, 

745. 

ground  of  pardon  and  hope,  179, 

180,  183,  243,  256,  260,  273,  512, 

520,  521,  536,  552. 

necessity  of.  87,  244,  256,  385,  516. 

origin  of,  in  God's  love,  151,  198, 

204,  253,  490. 
praise  for,  87,  142.  201,  203,204. 
242,  254,  262,  203,  266,  267,  272 
507,  536,  743. 
sufficient  mid  complete,  179,210, 
275,32s.  476,  512,  7.'!'.'. 

universal,  L84,  217,328. 


Baptism  (children),  759,  760,  763, 765, 

766. 
Benevolence,  663,  665,  666,  669,  672. 
Bible.    (See  Holy  Scriptures.) 
Brotherly    kindness,    653,    654,   661, 

664,  667,  668,  671. 
Burial  hymns,  329,  830,  862,  863,  865, 

906.    (See,  also,  Death.) 
Calvary,  179,  180,  183,  266,  365,  503, 
546,  739,  745,  747.    (See  Christ. ) 
Cares,  — 

casting  on  God,  339, 432,  439,  461, 
575,  580,  682,  693,  747. 
Charity.    (See  Love.) 
Children  and  youth,  91, 292, 762, 955, 

958,  964. 
Childlikeness,  525,  635,  646. 
Christ,  — 

adoration  of,  156,  158,  161,  162, 
165,  167,  171,  173,  187,  190,  191, 
193,  194,  202,  203,  209,  210,  211, 
212,  216-220,  240,  272,  478,  480, 
493,  497,  504,  520,  536,  603,  613, 
743. 
ascension  of,  190,  195. 
birth  of,  156,  157,  159,  160,  163- 

165,  167,  169,   171. 
character  of,  172,  176,   665,  669, 

671,  682. 
conflict  and  sufferings,  177-182, 
206,  385,  511,  547,  603,  687,  747. 
crucifixion  of,  181,  184,  190,  385, 
745.    (See  Calvary  and  Getli- 
semane.) 
exaltation  and  glory,   158,  162, 
163,  188,  189,  195,  197,  200,  201, 
207,208,494,500,  821. 
intercession  of,  186,  276,  325. 
resurrection  of,  35,  175,  188,  191, 
192,  194,  196,  199,  202,  205. 
Christ,  names  of,  — 

Advocate,    248,    276,    307,    476, 

589. 
"All  in  All,"  463,  519,  521,  543, 

550,  586,  643. 
"  Day-Star,"  489. 
Fountain,  264,  521,  543,  544,  551. 
"  Friend  of  Sinners,"  316,  513, 

586,  542. 
High  Priest,  514,  515. 
(394) 


Christ,  Barnes  of,  — 
Immanuel,  516,  520. 
Judge,  484,  880,  882-884. 
King,  195,  478,  484,  821. 
"  Lamb  of  God,"  254, 546, 549. 
"  Light,"  489,  533,  543. 
"Refuge,"  550,  580,  599,  674,  679. 
"  Rock,"  512,  582,  586. 
Shepherd,  522,  523,  526,  529,  553. 

601. 
Son  of  God,  158,  485. 
Son  of  Man,  182,  374,  514,  581. 
"Way,  Truth,  and  Life,"  2684 

474. 
"  Unseen  but  Precious,"  483,  509. 
Christians,  490,  534,  631,  633,  671,703. 
Church,  — 

divinely  founded,708-710,718,723. 
catholic,  657,  717,  753. 
glory  of,  534,  716,  720,  722,  723. 
God's  care  of,  51,  598,  711,  713, 

813,  814. 
institutions  of.    (See  Ministry.) 
love  to,  714,  719,  720,  723. 
ordinances  of.    (See  Baptism  and 
Lord's  Supper.) 
Close  of  worship,  36,  38,  41,  52,  55, 

57,  60,  66,  67,  68,  70,  72,  78,  80. 
Close  of  year,  920,  927,  929. 
Comforter.    (See  Holy  Ghost.) 
Coming  to  Christ,  291,  332-334,  346, 
361,  362,  371,  381,  438,  463,  541, 
543,  567,  687,  688,  701. 
Coming  to  God,  436,  578,  681,  700, 

705. 
Communion,  — 

of  saints,  51,  652,  655,  656. 

with  God  and  Christ.  58,  307,  452, 

464,  465,  536,  593,  686. 
at    Lord's    table.      (See  Lord's 
Supper.) 
Confession.  244,  254,  332,  333,  334,  336, 
347,  352,  358,  362,  363,  3d.  ST2. 
Confidence,   387,    396,    413,   466,  403, 
499,  529,  544,  545,  5,r»7,  658,  578, 
593,  597,  601,  602,  610. 
Conflict.  554,  587,  612,  619,  644,  721. 
Conscience,  — 

peace  of,  243,  250,  254,  443,  638, 
639,  640. 


Index  of  Subjects. 


395 


Consecration.— 

of  self,   1S5.   419.  449.   477.    488, 
4;>2,  BIS,  DOB,  683,  634,  703,  734, 
742. 
of  children.  661,  759,  763.  766. 
Consolations   and   comfort.  279,  309, 
3K,  439,  440,  441.   44».  468,  517, 
534,  5 

35,   893,  T45,  747.  843- 
846,  M  893,  893,  904. 

Constancy.  463.  602,  636. 

inconstancy  lamented,  492,  51S, 
695. 
Contentment,  444,  525,  559.  591.  601. 
Conversion.    (See  Regeneration,  Re- 
pentance.) 
Conviction.  (Sec Repentance, Heart.) 
Comer-stone.  70:>. 
Courage,  3>7.  573,  612,  616,  622-626, 

971. 
Covenant.  409,  434,  599,  734,  738,  760, 

.  707. 
Cross,  at  the.  ISO.  536,  745,  747.    (See 
Lord's  Supper.) 
bearing  the.   808,  368,  539,  605, 

637. 
glorying   in,    181,   187,   271,   277, 

339,  506,  530,  542. 
salvation  by,   179,  180,  18T,  243, 
277.    438,  4v8,  516,  520,  547,  552, 
739. 
Death,  329,  824.  830,  831,  836,  867. 
a  sleep,  830,   832,   835,  837,  848, 

.  Bffi. 
blessedness  of  the  dead  in  Christ, 
828,  829,  837,  843-845,  859,  862- 
865. 
conquered, 
is  gain,  841,  904. 
of  dear  on* •- 
Decrees,  104,  105,  114,412. 
Dedication,  770,   772,  773, 

774. 
Delight  in  God,  405,  417,  428,  445, 

4m,  i 

Delay.   312-315,  383,  980.    (See  Re- 
pentance and  Exhortations.) 

Dependence,  121,  271.  406,411, 
599,  600,  601,  606. 

Depravity,   841,    244,   251,   888, 

:  .  110,237,  4  • 

5,  569, 
"  <7.  590,  003,  810,  nil.  612, 

614. 
Eternity.  15S 
Erening  hy  56,  58, 

59,  61-66  09,  71.  : 

•  nee  of  Christ,  487,  500,  501, 

504. 
Exhortation*.  — 

to  activity,  etc.,    573,   616,   617, 

623-626. 


Exhortations,  — 

to  reiRMitance.  274,  281,  283,  285, 
286,  898,  887,  800,  801,  805,  810- 
316;  819,  881,  327,  330,  331,  851, 

Faith.    (See  Confidence  and  Trust.) 
a  grace,  639,  640. 
IKjwer  of,  638,  639. 
living  by,  559,  560,  895. 
Faithfulness,  409,  431. 

of  God,  578,  599,  641. 
Family,  660,  953,  956,  957,  959,  961. 
Fasting,  930,939,946. 
Father,  — 

"  Our  Father,"  422,  440,  531,  562, 
676. 
Fellowship,   657,  658,  660,   685,   753, 

757. 
Forgiveness,  — 

atonement,   the  ground  of,  179, 

254,  515,  552,  653. 
joys  of,  338,  351,  358,  498,  697. 
prayers    for,  310,  332,  335,  336, 
337,  462,  518,  528,  546,  552,  684, 
687,  701. 
Friend  of  sinners,  390,  461,  476,  481, 

513,  536,  542. 
Future    punishment,   246,  308,   631, 

854,  871,  873,  878,  882,  883,  884. 
Gentleness,  653,  669,  670. 

of  God's  commands,  302. 
Gethsemane,  180, 182,  729. 
God,— 

adoration   of,  100-104,   107,   108, 

109,  111,  113,  123,  127,  131,  132. 

136-142,  151,  201,  387,  388,  391, 

425,  493,  608,  696. 

compassions  of,  108,  122,  128-130. 

condescension  of,  109,  132,  204, 

238,  420. 
Creator,  125,  137. 
eternal  and  self-existent,  19,  103, 

155,  869. 
goodness,  107,  124,  143,  408,  429, 

437,  441,  466,  595,  601. 
grace  and  mercy,  107,  118,  142, 
143,  151,  389,  397,  402,  407,  418, 
425,  441,  473. 
holiness   and  justice,  117,    124, 

143,231,  230.  257. 
incoinprehensibleness,   105,    106, 

114,  123,  153. 
love  of,  118,  143,  420,  441.    (See 

Love.) 
majesty  and  glory,  19,  100,  101. 

104,  138,  140,  238,  242,  468. 
omnipotence,  101,  111,  115,  138. 
omnipresence,  119,  121,  150,  444, 

HA, 
omniscience,  119.  120.  152. 

proi  3m  Prorldonoe.J 

sovereignty,     102,    103,     109-111. 
116,  131. 


God,— 

spirituality,  117. 

Wisdom,    103,    114,    116,  143,  153, 

888,  412,  426.  437,  403,  5:H. 
works  of  nature  and  grace,  21, 
106,  125,  132.  135,  242,  431. 
QospeL     (See  Holy  Scriptures.) 
Grace,— 

growth  in,  224,  231,  449,  458,  531, 

532,  555,  673,  774. 
salvation   by,    17s-iso,   241,  251- 
855,  200,  261,  269,  273,  344,  356, 
473,  899. 
Grieving  the  Spirit,  283,  315,  330,  342, 

382,  539. 
Guidance,  37,  224,  411,  522,  526,  528, 
537,  545,  558,  564,  591,  606,  696. 
Happiness,  145,  431,  444,  531,  588,  631. 
Harvest,  928,  931. 
Heart,  — 

broken  and   contrite,  334,  361, 

455. 
change  of,  354,  357,  359,  361,  370, 

438. 
hardness  of,  354,  357,  359. 
surrender   of,  317;  333,  349,  370, 
507,  583,  634,  684,  701. 
Heaven, — 

aspiration  for,  540,  564,  604,  615^ 
630,  836,  853,  860,  861,  894,  898, 
902,  903,  912,  914. 
blessedness  of,  584,  614,  860,  864, 

907,  910,  912,  913. 
home  in,  556,  564,  602,  605,  649, 

861,  892,  893,  895,  909,  914. 
rest  in,  616,  644,  836,   838,   892, 

893,  911. 
joys  of  saints  in,   832,  837,  845, 
864,  885-889,  891,  894,  897,  899, 
900-905,  907,  908,  912. 
Hell,  108,  256,  286,  308,  834,  871. 
High  Priest,  514,  515. 
Holiness,  343,  403,  531,  567,  628,  629, 

631,633,645. 
Holy  Ghost,  — 

adoption,  225,  457.  797. 
Comforter,  222,  223,  232,  233,  785. 
divine,  147.  226,  231.  235. 
fruits  and  gilts  of,  226,  228-231, 

707. 
office  ..f.  222,  221.  825,284. 
payers   for,    117,   221-221.   226, 

228-236,  do.  .vs.  662,  7 
strivings  of,   222,   283,   303,   312, 
3-<9. 
Holy  Scriptures,  88-100. 
Hup,-,  461,  491,  524,  558,  601,  616,  824, 

-71. 
Humility,    455,    409,    530,    567,   632, 

711. 
Imitation   of   Christ,   172,   180,   531, 

669. 
Immauuel,  171,  264,  516,  520. 


396 


Index  of  Subjects. 


Immortality,  CSS,  84S,  852. 
Incarnation.  (See  Christ.) 
Indwelling,  — 

of  Christ,  489,  532,  567,  600. 
of  Spirit,  222,  223,  228,  229,  234. 
Ingratitude,  354,  359,  363. 
Installation.    (See  Ministry.) 
Intercession  of  Christ,  186,  263,  325, 

518. 
Invitations  of  the  Gospel,  279,  281, 
282,  284,  287-299,  302-310,  318, 
320,  323,  326-328,  331,  346,  3S4, 
584,  971. 
Jews,  788. 
Joy,  — 

in  Christ,  373,  471,  495,  627,  536, 

542,  543,  588,  597,  600. 
in  God,  393,  401,  417,  422,  428, 

484,  613,  620,  740. 
in  hope  of  glory,  369,  494,  611, 

614,  615,  740. 
in  pardoned  sin,  338,  351. 
Judgment,   126,   214,   220,  854,  867, 
868,  870,  871,  872,  876,  877,  879, 
882,  883,  884. 
Justification  by  faith,  256,  273,  339, 

340,  379,  512,  516,  874. 
Kindness,  663,  665,  666,  667. 
Kingdom  of  Christ,  173,  484,  720,  740, 
775,  786,  787,  798,  799,  801-803, 
812,  823. 
Lamb  of  God,  254,  264,  274,  362,  546, 

549,  731,  751,  994. 
Law  of  God,  92,  243,  257,  494.    (See 

Holy  Scriptures.) 
Life,— 

brevity  of,  825,  826,  842,  850,  856, 

858,  859,  913,  915,  926. 
object  of,  531,  551,  851,  881. 
uncertainty  of,  826,  850,  851,  858, 
924. 
Likeness  to  Christ,  44,  172,  458,  531, 
567,  667-669.    (See  Imitation.) 
Litany,  374. 
Long  suffering  of  God,  283,  344,  356, 

363. 
Looking  to  Jesus,  447,  450,  476,  527, 
546,     550,    551,     580-582,     597, 
600. 
Lord's  day,  1,  2,  9,  20,  24,  25,  27,  35- 

37,  42,  47,  48,  60,  66. 
Lord's  house.    (See  Sanctuary.) 
Lord's  Prayer,  676. 
Lord's  Supper,  724,  726,  727,  729,  730- 
736,  739,  741,  743,  748-752,  756, 
758. 
Love,  — 

a  grace,  530,  650,  654,  664,  609, 

707. 
of  Christ.  207.  280,  316,  486,  503, 
511,  B18,  510,  519,  530,  532,  577, 
G00,  668. 


Love,  — 

of  God,   118,   143,  151,  198,  204, 

287,  420,  473,  737. 
to  the  brethren,  671-673. 
to  Christ,  479,  488,  496,  509,  520, 

543,  544,  546. 
to  the  church,  719,  720. 
to  God,  404,  428,  445,  497. 
Marriage,  962. 

Meekness,  172,  525,  642,  667,  669. 
Mercy  and  grace  of  God,  144,  146, 
151,  204,  242,  263,  287,  293,  299, 
328,  381,  402,  404,  407,  425,  429, 
473. 
Mercy-seat,  679,  685,  687,  694. 
Ministry,  754,  768,  769,  771,  779-783, 

855. 
Miracles,  174. 
Missions,  775,  778,  784-806,  809,  811, 

815-823. 
Morning  hymns,  11,  13, 17,  27,  33,  35, 

44,  46,  47,  65. 
Nation.    (See  Our  Country.) 
Nature,  21,  112,  431. 
Nearing  home,  840,  844,  853. 
New  Year,  916,  918,  922,  923,  925,  926. 
Old  age,  435,  470,  599,  839. 
Omnipotence,    Omnipresence,    etc. 

(See  God.) 
Opening  of  worship,  1-4,  9,  10,  20- 

30,  35,  37,  39-46,  79. 
Ordination.    (See  Ministry.) 
Our  country,  932-940,   944-949,   951, 

952. 
Pardon.    (See  Forgiveness. ) 
Parting  hymns,  52,  55-57,  68,  72-81, 

659,  702. 
Patience, — 

a  grace,  595,  596. 
of  God,  344,  356,  359,  537. 
Peace,  229,  230,  467,  572,  583,  653. 

of  conscience,  (See  Conscience.) 
Perseverance,  492,  568,  599,  602,  605, 

610,  616,  623,  624,  626. 
Pilgrim-fathers,  935,  947,  949. 
Pilgrimage,    604-606,    609,  611,    621, 

630,  649,  721,  914. 
Prayer,  62,  63,  675-707. 
Prayers  for  various  objects,  — 
all  believers,  522. 
acceptance  at  the  judgment,  867, 
868,  871,  873,  874,  877,  879-881, 
906. 
assurance,  223,  415. 
blessing   in  worship,  9,  14,  15, 
36,  37,  39,  40,  43,  44,  46,  52,  57, 
72,  78-sO. 
blessing  on  the  church,  710,  711, 

72S. 
calm  and  thankful    heart,  585, 

592. 
childlike  spirit,  525,  530,  632,  635.  . 


Prayers  for  various  objects,  — 
children,  955. 
Christ's  intercession,  325. 
Christ's  remembrance,  447,  476, 

711. 
Christian  unity,  etc.,  657,  658. 
cleansing    grace,    229,  336,   550, 

757. 
country,  938-942,  944,  946,  951. 
delivering  grace,  257,  532,  561, 

587. 
evening  blessing,  69,  71,  73-77. 
extension  of  Christ's  kingdom, 

746,  775-777,  785,  790,  792,  793, 

797,  802,  806-810. 
fruitfulness  of  the  word,  49,  70, 

97,  149,  768. 
forgiveness  and  acceptance,  335. 

336,  349,  350,  361,  362,  364,  366, 

370,  372,  381,  462,  518, 528,  546. 
gifts  of  the  Spirit,  224,  226,  228, 

229,  234. 
grace  in  the  hour  of  death,  73, 

517,  836,  837,  840,  842,  847,  906. 
guidance,  411,  426,  523,  526,  528, 

529,  537,  545,  553,  564,  606. 
help  in  trouble,  563,  580,  674,  678, 

745,  747. 
help"  in  sorrow,  517,  546, 581, 582, 

589,  594. 
Holy  Spirit,   221,  228,  230,  231, 

234. 
increase  of  faith,  423. 
indwelling   of  Christ,  222,  489, 

711,  736. 
indwelling  of  the  Holy  Ghost, 

234. 
justification  and  adoption,  379. 
likeness  to  Christ,  531,  668,  684. 
mercy,  332,  342,  347,  357,    COO, 

363,  382. 
ministers,  148,  713,  764,  768,  779, 

781,  783. 
peace,  38,  467,  583,  600,  711. 
purification,  436,  647,  751. 
rest  in  Christ,  227,  540,  541. 
reviving,  367,  449,  459,  491,  554. 
sanctification,  230,  231,  532,  533, 

546,  552,  604. 
spiritual   quickening,   221,    455, 

456,  458,  477,  711. 
submission,   440,    442,   595,   596, 

644,  716. 
sustaining  grace,  585,  825,  827, 

560. 
Preciousness  of  Christ,  62,  64,  475, 

486,  495,  496,  503,  510,  516,  519, 

520.  7.">!>.  740. 
Pressing  onward.  602.  609,  612,  619, 

623J625,  636.  644.  649. 
Probation,  2£2,  285,  286,  314,  315,  383. 


Index  of  Subjects. 


397 


filiation.    (See  Delay.) 
Profession  of  religion,  734.  742 

Prom  .499,534,535,661, 

Prophet.  Priest.  and  King,  169,  275. 
Providence  of  God.  392,  402,  -407,  469, 

delight  in.  14.  421.  429,  469,  525, 

601. 
deliverances  of,  388,  406,  867. 
trust  in.  14.   129,   130,    134.  396, 
400,  411.  426.  429.  469,  557,  559. 
596,  601.  B 
wisdom  of.  288,  412.  422.  469. 
Purity.  567,  647,  965. 
Punishment.    (See  Future  Punish- 
ment.) 
Redemption.     (See  Atonement.) 

387,    390,  471,  550,  552, 
599.  602,  674.  869. 
Regeneration,  — 

God's  work.  234,  268,  258,  259. 

■ttj  of.    241.    244,   247,    251. 
KB,  359,  380. 
prayers  for,  244,  245,  258,    357, 
359. 
Renunciation.  — 

of  self,  339,  368,  438,  503,  541. 
of  the  world,  3S9,  414,  452,  454. 
825,832. 
Repentance.    244,  254.  257.    332-337, 
342-347,  350,   354,  356,  361-364, 
370,  372,  377,  3*1,  388,  436,  438, 
118,  553,  554,  576.  6«7,  695. 
Resignation.    (See  Submission.) 
. 

in  Christ.   249.  343.  376.  424,  540, 

541.  544.  576.  597,  643,  679. 
in  God.   1.54.   304.  308,  425,  426. 

437,  508,  595.  67*.  705. 
in  heaven.    (See  Heaven.) 
-ection.  740.  832-835,  841,  848, 
852,  854,  856,  873-875. 


Retirement,  464,46!  m-,,698. 

Revivals,  367,  449,  459,  491,  554,  804. 
Righteousness,  — 

Lord  our,  273.  340.  379.  504,  512. 
of  faith.  339,  310,379. 
robe  of,  340,  379. 
Book  of  Ages,  689. 
Sabbath.     (See  Lord's  Day.) 
Sacraments.      (See     Baptism     and 

Lord's  Supper.) 
Salvation  by   Christ,   158,   179,  201, 
243,  247,  249,  250,  251,  251.  260, 
274,  362,  376,  507,  512,  516,  521. 
526,  536,  542,  547,  899,  901. 
Sanctifieation,  224.  523.  526,  531-533, 

546,  549,  552,  571,  604,  673. 
Sanctuary.  2-4.  9.  10.  15.  22,  23,  28- 

31,  34,  40,  43,  46,  67. 
Seamen,  934,  943. 
Seasons,  917-924. 
Secret  prayer,  4G4,  465,  680,  682. 
Self-denial,  245,  629,  641.    (See  Con- 
secration.) N 
Self-examination,  117,  1.19,  120,  152, 

436,  479. 
Shepherd,  — 

Christ  a,  522,  523,  526,  529. 
God  a,  134,  396,  601,  610. 
Sickness,  593. 
Sin.    (See,  also,  Depravity.) 

conviction  of,  244,  247,  251,  256, 

257,  380. 
man's  condition  in,  241,  244,  251, 

256.  258. 
punishment  of,  108,  246,  334,  336, 
631. 
Simplicity,  525,  632,  635. 
Social  worship,  652,  690,  697,  698. 
Sovereignty  of  God,  — 

in  government,  105,  109,  110,  398. 
in  providence,  153,  422,  482,  595, 

596. 
in  redemption,  116,  259,  482. 
Steadfastness,  602,  617. 


Submission,  440,  531.  590-595,  GIG. 
Sufficiency  of  Christ,  264,  266,  471 

512,  519.  523.  535,  513,  544,  546. 
Sun  of  rigfate  rasness,  189,  888. 
Surrender  of  ■elf,  317,  822,  333,  353, 

370,  43s,  47(i.  507,  554. 
Sympathy,  — 

of  Christ,  439,  511,  515,  517,  538, 

580. 
of  Christians,  661,  666-669. 
Temperance,  950. 
Thanksgiving.  920-927. 
Throne  of  grace.    (See  Mercy-seat.) 
Time.     (Sec  Life.) 
Trials,  430,  460.  537,  562,  563,  579,^587, 

594-597. 
Trinity,  1,  216,  237,  239,  375. 
Trust,  — 

in  Christ,  241,  250,  341,  362,  364, 

376,  423,  442.  470,  474,  516,  536, 

546,  547,  549,  550,  552,  557,  590, 

591,  602,  745,  747,  840. 
in  God,  166,  348,  390,   393,  394, 

427,  439-441,  595,  597,  643,  674, 

704,  706. 
Union,  — 

among  Christians,  657,  660,  061, 

671. 
with  Christ,  492. 
with  saints  in  glory,  655,  656. 
Waiting  on   God,  88,  348,  394,  427, 

433,  558. 
Watchfulness,  566,  571,  574,  618,  619, 

651. 
Way,  Truth,  and  Life,  268,  474. 
Way  of  salvation.    (See  Salvation  by 

Christ.) 
Well-spent  life,  839. 
Worship,  — 

delight  in,  1-4,  10,  23,  30-33,  40- 

48,  690.  714.  716. 
Wrath  of  God.  877-879. 
Wrestling  with  God,  513. 
Zion.    (See  Church.} 


INDEX    OF   TEXTS. 


[Figures  refer  to  numbers  of  hymns.] 


GENESIS. 

4:  21, 22         .        .        .  957 

5:9    . 

508 

31 

.  m 

1:  2    .                            797 

10:  12,  13.        .        .        138 

7:  16     . 

.    860 

31:  3 

5:  24      .        .    444,449,458 

7:  18 

132 

31:  5     . 

6:  3    .        .        .        .285 

JUDGES. 

9:  1-10 

.    266 

31:  19 

, 

8:9       .        .        .        .304 

8:  4    .        .        .        .602 

11:  7 

106 

31:  24    . 

17:  7  .        .        .        .765 

13:  15    . 

.     153,674 

32       . 

. 

17:  19    .        .        .        .   705 

RUTH. 

19:  25,  26 

186,  442,  852 

33:  5     . 

19:  7  .        .        .        .      328 

1 :  16, 17    .        .        .       742 

23:  3 

446 

34 

288 

24:  31    .        .        .        .   767 

29:  2      . 

.    449,459,554 

34:  22      . 

. 

24:  63        ...        464 

1st  SAMUEL. 

33:  13 

105,  114,  116 

35:  18 

. 

26:  24    .        .        .        .   599 

1 :  22,  28    .        .        .     *  763 

33:  15     . 

.        .        .    63 

36 

. 

28:  10-22  .        .        411,555 

2:6-9.        .        .     109,  392 

38:  7  . 

193,  797 

37:  5    . 

. 

28:  16    .        .        .        .34 

3:  18          .        .         105,590 

38:  11     . 

.  138 

37:  28      . 

28:  17                                    7 
32:  24    .        .        .        .  513 

7:  12     .        .        .        .507 
1 :  12,  13    .        .        .        677 

PSALMS. 

38 
39      . 

45:  5,  7      .        .        .       153 

1 

631 

39:  12 

. 

2d  SAMUEL. 

2:  6       . 

.    484 

40       . 

. 

EXODUS. 

3 

65 

41 

15:  2    .        .        .        .24 

12:  23                                848 
22:  9-12        ...     140 

4     . 

.    63 

42 

451,  491 

15:  11      .        .        .        .482 

22:  47        ...        100 

4:  4   . 

436 

42:  1 

.    454 

15:  17  .        .        .        .     791 

5      . 

.     11 

44 

• 

15:  18      .        .       .        .111 

1st  KINGS. 

5:  3     . 

44 

44:  21     . 

.     117,  119 

16:  23  .        .        .         12,  17 

6:  1,  2    . 

.  366 

45 

173 

19:  18      .        .        .         365 

8:  39          .        .        .        120 

7 

126 

46  . 

.     122,  386 

25:  22  .        .        .        .685 

18:  44  .        .        .        .804 

8 

.     132 

46:  5 

.      720 

33:  22          ...      552 

1st  CHRONICLES. 

8 :  3,  4 
10:  14   . 

137,  420 
.     108 

46:  9 
46:  10 

• 

34:  6        .        .        .          408 

4:  10.        .        .        .         78 

11       . 

674 

48      . 

.    2 

16:  12    .        .        .        .    151 

11:  4      . 

.     119,  120 

50:  15   . 

29:  11-13   .        .          19,136 

15:  628 

633 

51     .    244, 

334,  336,  347 

25:  8,  13  .        .        .         274 

16:  11    . 

.    444,853 

51:  10  258 

,  359,  370,  456 

2d  CHRONICLES. 

17       . 

832 

52:  7. 

NUMBERS. 

1 :  10,  11    .        .        .        646 

17:  8       . 

.    71 

53:  6     . 

•        . 

6:  2       .        .        .        .716 

17:  15 

540 

54:  6 

685 

23:  10   .        »        .        .    841 

6:41.        .         773,782,779 

18:  35     . 

537 

55 

.    302,399 

24:  17                                472 

14:  11    .        .        .        .    450 

19 

.  82,  88,  125,  571 

55:  22 

, 

19:  8-11  . 

.    96 

56:  3      . 

.    394 

DEUTERONOMY* 

NEHEMIAH. 

20       . 

378 

57       . 

. 

11 :  19    .        »        .956,  957 

9:  5     .        .        .        .        24 

22 

.    177,450 

57:   1      . 

.    508 

12:  9          ...        308 

13:  19     .         .9,  17,27,42 

23      .   134, 

396,  529,  558,  6C1 

60       .-       . 

• 

26:  17,  18      ,        .    734,755 

13:  14-24      .                 .    447 

24 

.    188,195 

60:  4     . 

. 

31:  6         .        .        .        409 

25       . 

561 

61       . 

• 

32:  3     .        .        .        .    101 

ESTHER. 

26:  8      . 

3,  7,  16,  31 

61:  5      . 

.    734, 

34:  1         ...         900 
34:  1     .        .        .        .630 

4:  16          .        .        291,687 

27       . 
27:  4,  5 

348,  714 
3,  7,  16,  31 

62       . 
63 

13,  445, 

27:  9 

. *     .        470 

65       . 

.  29,  675 

JOSHUA. 

JOB. 

27:  14    . 

.    398 

66 :  8,  9 

. 

1:5.        .        .        .977 

1 :  21     .        ,        ,        .706 

30        . 

508,  453 

GG:  18 

. 

(308) 


Index  of  Texts. 


309 


67:  3,  5  . 

.     24,  103 

131                        .     ; 

55:  6       .      .    889,288, 815 

68 

101 

133       ..         .         600,  707 

55:  7,8        .         282, 

68:  19,123,129,130.402.92* 

134          .         .         .     107,  131 

56:  7        .        .        .        .  6!»7 

69 

.    335 

136     .         .                   144,  480 

67:   U           .         .       109,334 

70      .        . 

. 

137         .         .              564,720 

57:  81...        .        .     246,  207 

71            .         . 

.    480,  481 

138     . 

58:  6,  7       . 

".  16 

340.379    139        .        119,  120.  121,  102 

08i   13,  14    .   2,3,27,   30,42 

.        . 

.    788,  823    141     .        .        .        .         651 

50:  1,  2       .         .        459,462 

73        .        . 

246.  4o.-».  4:»7 

143:  2  .        .        .        .256 

60:  2        .        .         .          776 

J    .        . 

.     14.-.  417 

.144:  12     .        .        .  955,960 

60:  18            .        .        .    534 

74:  16 

135 

145         .         .         .       183,  407 

81:  10        ...        340 

77:   11-14       . 

.     137 

146    .        .        .    89,  108,  386 

64:  6     .        .        .        .858 

. 

957 

147        ....      921 

66:  8          .        .        .        822 

73 

13.  134,  396 

148     ...                  141 

80 

710 

149:  1  .         .        .        .      193 

JEREMIAH. 

80:  14-16       . 

.     221 

PROVERBS. 

1:5.        .        .        .        767 

84      .     10,  15, 

16,  30,  31, 

1:  29     .         .         .         .333 

84:  11 

150,  H 

1 :  24,  32    .        .        .        282 
3:  6       .        .        .        .591 
4:  18        .         .         .  555,  986 

2:  13,         .         244,344,459 

85:  6.      . 

221,  354,  711 

3:  22      .         .        .344,350 

87       . 

88 

89      . 
89:  18    . 

. 

.     889 

.  94.  136 

.     1 

8:  17  .         .         .         .       295 
Ift;  24     .         .         .         .    316 
23 :  26        .         .         317,  370 

8 :  20  .        .         .        302,  383 
8:  22        .         .         .           247 
10:  10                                   155 
10:  23      .         .        .  153,426 

90 

U 

ECCLESIASTES. 

12:  5      .         .        .         .383 

91  . 

166,  S 

9:  10       .         .         .    282,621 

13:  16        .         •        .         856 

92 

.  2,    23 

11:  1,2      .         .         .        665 

14:  7,  8    .         .     43,350,456 

92:   12-14 

.  828,  633 

11:  6      .         .         .         .573 

17 :  7,  8         .         3,  108,  413 

93        . 

115,  238 

12 :  1  .        '         .        .        292 

22 :  10        .         .         844,  859 

94:  12   . 

.     453 

12:  7      .        .        .        .830 

23:  6     .        .        .        .344 

96 

131 

29:  13       .         .  291,331,346 

96:  4      . 

.     101,  238 

CANTICLES. 

31:  3    .        .         .        .732 

96:  13 

2:  4  .         .         .         .         724 

97 

110,  111,  214 

2:  16      .         .         .         .495 

LAMENTATIONS. 

98    . 

.  163 

5:  10-15     ...         487 

1:4.        .        .        .        778 

100      . 

107,  127 

ISAIAH. 

3:  23       .        .        .        .65 

100:  4   . 

.  8,  51,  720 

3:  24             ...      445 

101:  2 

399 

1:2.        .        .        .         359 

3:  26        .    348,  525,583,674 

102 

.     710 

1:11.        .        .     117,  629 

3:  33          .        .        .        466 

103       .        128 

,129,130?1-1      ": 

103:  15 

.     826 

9:  6.  7  .        .      165,167,169 

EZEKIEL. 

103:  16       . 

831 

21:  11         .         .         .         800 

2 :  6,  7   .         .         .         .784 

-.18    . 

738     25 :  4    .        .       166,  392,  550 
'21     26:  3        .        .        .  392,413 

3:  18-27      .         618,782,784 

104    . 

18:31          .        286,312,381 

104:  13-15     . 

"  135,' 921,  922     »:  16  •         ■        ^  496>  772 

392,402.493    »•'  »      •        ■         -403,602 

123,  419    32 :  2     *        '         •         '      552 

22 :  14  .          .         .    314,  383 

107:  43  .     118 

33:  11         .         .        286,312 

108      . 

109:  3,4 

.     669    33:  17       .        .         .          630 

DANIEL. 

110:  3 

259,359 

35:  8-10         .         .      611,  627 

2:  44          ...        718 

40 :  9        .        .         .         .  813 

7  :  13,  14         .        .    786,  803 

114      . 

40:  11  .         .         .        .      526 

9:  3-19       .         .            .946 

116 

404,4! 

40:  28        .        .         .          624 

9:7..          .          342 

117     . 

103 

43:  1,2,        .         .      281,599 

118 

.    8,  ' 

45:  7    ....       65 

IIOSEA. 

119      . 

91,  92. 

49:  15      .        .        .         .737 

5:  15  .        .        440,453,594 

119:  51 

.    439 

50:  10          .        394,398,  559 

6:1        .       .       .       .344 

119:  105 

96 

51 :  12,  13        . 

10:  12          ...      436 

121 

154,  166,  387 

52:  1,  2-       .•       .      712   796 

14:  1        .        .        .        .350 

122     . 

.    41 

52:  7         .         .         .          7r,f» 
53          .        .        .      255,  27.'; 

JOEL. 

126       . 

406,  n 

53:  4-6      .        .          183,311 

2:   12          ...        344 

. 

.    884 

.    502 

2:  13     .       .       .       .    117 

128      . 

. 

88:  1,2      .       .       .       293 

2:  17          .       .       711,946 

AMOS. 
4:  12  .        .        314,870 

MICA  II. 
2:  10  .  644,838 

4:1-7.  .  .  .791 
6:  6-8     .      628,633,666,667 

NAHUM. 

1 :  15  .        .        769,  813 

HABAKKUK. 

2 :  14  .  .  ,  812,  823 
3:2  .  .  .  .  4C2 
3:  4  .  .  .  .  in* 
3:  17-19  .     324,  400,559 

ZECHARIAH. 

1:5.  .         .         .        842 

4:  6        .  .        .         .     725 

9:  9    .  .         .         .        291 

9:  12      .  .         .         .     241 

13 :  1  .         .          264,  328 

13:  6      .  .        .342,  363 

14:  8  ...        778 

14 :  9     .  655,  715,  786,  8('3 

MALACHL 

1:  11  .  •  .  .  786,823 
3:  2  .  .  .  868,880 
3:7.  .  .  297,  344 
3:  16         .        .        .  652 

3:  18  .        .        .        2-16 

4:  2      .         .         .         .816 

MATTHEW. 

1:  21  .        .        .        4C6 

2:  2        .  .         .     164,800 

2:  9    .  .         .        .        472 

2:  10  .         .         .         164 

4:  19      .  .         .         .     318 

4:  22  ...         545 

5:3.  .        .        .744 

5:5.  .        .         .        642 

5:  C  .  .        428,445,  451 

5:8.  .        .        .567 

5:  14-16  ...          629 

6:  10     .  .      440,770,775 

6:  10-13  .                            670 

6:  19-21  .         .         .389 

6:  25-34  ...        470 

6:  33      .  .         .         .432 

7:7.  .        .        694, 701 

7:  13.  14  .     245,628,633 

*:   24-28  ...         587 

8:  24  .  .  .  .  423 
9:  38  .         .         .        768 

10:  24        .        .  477 

10 :  25    .         .    477,  B 
11:  19 
11:  28    .    279,  284,  309,  310 

371,  M 
12:  19    .         .        .         .069 


400 


Index  of  Texts. 


12:  4S-50   ...        316 

5 

8 

.     244 

4:  24      . 

.    117 

5:  41  . 

.       477,  542,  637 

13:  8      .        .          .      49,  97 

5:  11 

545 

5:  39 

82, 

83,  88,  95 

7:  38      . 

.     72 

Iff:  •_>.-»  ....    460 

5:  31-32 

.    333,  362 

6:  37      . 

328,  333 

7:  60 

828 

16:  24          .         .         245,  477 

6:  21 

453 

6:  39  . 

409,  599 

10:  33    . 

.    698 

16:  26    .        .    248,  286,  388 

6:  36      . 

.     668 

6:  44      . 

258,  259 

11:  23 

.        324 

17:  m                .         373,  486 

6:  38 

666,  667 

6:  68 

.  377,  391 

463,634 

14:  17    . 

.    408,  921 

18:  1-5           .        .    625,  636 

7:  34     . 

.    316 

7:  37      . 

323,  543 

14:  25 

315,  319 

18:  20                                  695 

8:  5-15 

49 

8:  12. 

489,533 

15 

.    746 

19:   14     .         .         .     761,763 

8:  23-25 

.    943 

9:  4 

.  622 

16:  9. 

820 

20:  28         •        .        .        211 

9:  23 

368,  369,  637 

9:  5     . 

489,  533 

16:  13    . 

.        .        .    702 

21:  22    .        .        .    684,684 

9:  46-48 

.    525,635 

10  . 

.     955 

16:  28 

245 

22:4.        .        .        .        293 

9:  57 

634 

10:  11 

. 

255 

17 :  25,  26 

.     124,133 
121,  133,  152,  198 

24:  27    .        .        •        .    8M 

10:  29-37 

•    668 

10:  14   . 

.    497 

17:  28    . 

24:  30                             878 

10:  39 

588 

10:  11-16 

.       134, 

396,  522 

17:  31     . 

.     868,877 

24:  44    .        .        .    867,  868 

10:  42     . 

.    286,505,634 

526,  529 

537,  558 

20:  28 

.        618 

25:  6  .        .        .        740,821 

11 :  2-4 

676 

11:  23 

866 

20:  35    . 

.    665 

440,  591 

.    403,443 

26 :  13    .        .        .    618,  870 

12:  22-31 

.    470 

11:  25   . 

.    329 

21:  14 

25:  34        ...        882 

12:  32 

610 

12:  12-15 

213 

24:  16     . 

25 :  40    .        .        .    672,  868 

12:  35-38- 

.    618,  61$,  870 

12:  21    . 

.     586 

24:  25 

305,  327 

25:  46         ...        880 

14:  17 

299 

12:  32 

185,  299 

26:  22    . 

.     916 

26:  29    .        .        .        .752 
26:  3<M2          .179,180,206 

14:  22 
14:  26-33 

.     293,  294,  296 
245,  389,  832 

12:  35.36 
13:  1 
13:  7 
13:  9      . 
14:  2  . 

.    489 
671 
562 

.    343 
195,  909 

ROMANS. 

26:  41                                  619 

15:  7      . 

.     351 

1:  16 

249,  341,  477 

26:  42     .        .     440,591,  704 

15:  11-32 

.  281,  297,  333,  344 

499,  542 
.     112,  132,  431 

26:  64          ...      876 

363,  518 

1:  20 
1:  21 
1 :  22-32 
2:  1    . 
2:  4 
2:  7    . 
3:  10-20 

26:  75      .                          361 
27:  36    .        .        .        .536 

15:  17-21 
18:  1       . 

290,  345 
.  693 

14:  3      . 
14:  6  . 

195,  540 
268,  543 

359 
.    241,244 

27:  45         .        .        •        353 

18:  13 

332,  333,  336 

14:  18    . 

.    600 

670 

28:  6    180,  191,  192,' 197,  202 

18:  16     . 

763 

14:  19 

442 

.    359 

612 

.    241,243,244 

28 :  20     .        .        .    535,  616 

19:  10 
19:  41     . 
21:  1-5 

161.  267 

14:  27     . 

572,  583 

MARK. 

.  485 

15:  2 

594 

3:  21,22 

242,  251,  254 
.    241,244 

2 :  17  .        .        .        333, 362 

665 

15:  4     . 

.    570 

3:  23      . 

3:  35        .        .        .           316 

21:  36     . 

.    460,  619,  682 

15:  5. 

. 

324,  492 

3:  25 

204,  263.  337 

4  :  37-41          .    587,  598,  943 

22:  19 

730,  731 

15:  7      . 

684,694 

4:  5 

.    25-4,340 

6:  46  .        .          14,  158,464 

23:  33     . 

.    365 

15:  9 

. 

316 

4:  15 

243,  257 

7 :  37          .        .        .        412 

22:  42 

178,  179,  440,  591 

15:  16    . 

259,  273 

5:  1 

.    204,  263,  337 

8:  34   .        .        477,626,637 

646 

16:  7 

222 

5:  3-5 

433,  453 

8:  38       .        .477,  499,542 

22:  43 

182 

16:  8-13  . 

221,  224 

225,  234 

5:5 

221,  222,  224,  225 

9:  24           .        .        .        423 

10:  14,  15        .  464,  469.  525 

635,  736,  765 

22:  62    . 

.    485 

16:  16   . 

.    604 

5:  8        . 

.    270,  4J-0 

23:  34 

361 

17:  9 

. 

703 

5:  10 

516,  694 

23:  42 

447,  476 

17:  16    . 

556,644 

5:  12      . 

.    241,244 

10 :  28-30        .    368,  369,  832 

24:  1-7 

35,  191,  202 

17:  17-19 

83,  88,  91 

7:  9  . 

257,  654 

10:  32        .        .        .        176 

24:  5 

205 

17:  21,  22 

.      654 

655,  715 

7:  24    . 

. 

11:  8-70         .        .        .213 

24:  26   . 

.        .190 

17 :  23,  24 

492 

540.  887 

8:  8 

252,  2.56,  258 

11:  33-37    .        .        574,619 

24:  29 

.     64,  77 

19 

180,  547 

8:  14 

221,  223,  224,  397 

14:  7-9       .        .        .        665 

.24:  32  . 

98,  652 

19:  25    . 

• 

.    539 

8:  15 

415 

14:  24        .        .         .        758 

24:  34 

202 

19:  30     . 

ISO,  184 

210,  536 

8:  28      . 

.     153,  410 

14:  26    .        .        .        .603 

24:  50      . 

.    78 

20:  1-18 

192,  197 

8:  31-37    . 

368,  369 

14:  32-42  .  179,  182,440,591 

24:  53 

30 

20:  19.7, 

22,  28,  45 

,  64,  652 

8:  35-39 

.    392,495 

16        .        .        .        180,  547 

20:  21 

. 

572 

9:  5    . 

173,211 

15:  46    .        .        .        .830 

JOHN. 

20:  24-29 

.      28, 

423,  732 

9:  15-18 

.    114,  116 

K,       .        .     12,  191, 192,  197 

1 

9    . 

251,  533 

21:  15-17 

.        436, 

479,  577 

10:  3 

243,  259 

16:  15-20   ...        784 

1 

1 

12  . 

13  . 

.    397,442,490 

258,  259 

ACTS. 

10:  4      . 
10:  5-10 

.     340,552 
333 

LUKE. 

1 

14       . 

.     156,267 

1:  7     . 

114 

116,  153 

10:  14    . 

.    782. 

1 :  46          .        .        .        108 

1 

29      . 

254,  264,  274,  362 

1:  11 

. 

272 

10:  15 

769 

1 :  47      .        .        .        .520 

546,  549,  731,  751 

2:  16    . 

. 

.      746 

11:  33   . 

.     114 

1  :  78  .         .         .         533,  805 

3:  3    . 

259,  380 

2:  39 

. 

760 

12:  4,5 

655,  715 

2:  8-14    .    157,  159,  160,  161, 

3:  14,15 

.    311,546 

2:  44-46 

. 

.     664 

12:  10    . 

.    664 

164,  165,  167,  168,  171. 

3:  17  . 

204,  287 

4:  12 

243,  250 

12:  12 

494,  593 

272,  278 

4:  16      . 

.    523 

4:  32     . 

.     664 

12:  15    . 

.    663.  668 

4:  18  .        .        161,  174,662 

4: 

21      . 

32,  45 

5:  20 

782,  784 

13:  11,12. 

394,  617,  630,  840 

Index  oj   Texts. 


401 


13:  14 

172.  340 

6:  10        .         .        .  403,410 

4:  11          .        .        .        444  | 

,  TITUS. 

14:  7,  8  . 

.  398 

0:   IS     .         .         .      397,422    4:  13      .         .         .         .     560  ' 

2:6        .        .        .        .292 

15:  4    . 

.     88,  93,  96 

7:1.        .        .        .        647  I 

2 :  10-13    .        .        .        629 

15:  8 

766 

B :  9       .        .        .        .183               COLOSSIANS. 

2:  14     .        .                .    477 

15:  30    . 

.    714.  779 

;1-  t;     •        •        668, 687,668    1 :  14        .   181,  254,  264,  512    3:  5-7        .         273,350,743 

16:  25-27 

i'2,  220  ' 

9:  15    .     18?,    204,    242.    272     1:  V^U        .         .      211,210 
267,  480    1 :  18        .        .        .          753 

1st  CORINTHIANS. 

13:  5  .        .        .        430,577     1 :  19     .        .        .        .544 

HEBREWS. 

1 :  8,  9 

409,  599 

13:  14           .        .        .        81     1:  20          .        .         277,994 

1:3      158,  173,  175,  207,  493 

1:  10       . 

.    660.064 

1 :  21      .        .        .    338,  356 

1:6.          .        .        .        212- 

1:  22-24 

.        271.  516 

GALATIANS. 

2:  9  .        .          265,275,  520 

1:  8,  9         173,  189,  199,211 

.  251,  340 

2 :  10     .        ...    275 

2:3        .        .        .    252, 315 

2:  2      . 

.      264,  277.  WO 

2.  16                            243  273    3:  1-4        •         389,403,551     2:6,7        .        .        .        132; 

2:4. 

149 

2:20    187.260,339,492,546    3:  12      .        .    666,668,744    2:9       .        .        .        .    208 

2:  9,  10 

.      886,  897 

3:13.        .        254,379,552    3:  U  •        ■        •        650,654 

2:  17         ...        51V 

2:  11-14 

224,  234 

3:  28      .        .        ..    656,  6C1    3:  15        .  443,  467,  572,  583 

2:  18    .        .        .      514, 517i 

3:  6,  7  . 

.    259.  271 

4 :  4,  5     .     156,  204,  287,  397     3 :  17  •        •        •        395>  &51 

3:  13-15    .         305,  315,  327 

3:  16,  11 

.      147.  532.  .567 

4:6        .        .        .         .     397    4:  2        •     619,675,677,690 

330,  383> 

3:  21-23 

410,  557  | 

5:  14  .  '     .'      .'     650,  654;  4:  3    .         .        714,764,779 

4:  1    .        .        .        297,436" 

6:  11      . 

261,  269,  553,  732  1 

6:1         .        .        .        .   670  j 

4:7        .        .        .    282,  327 

6:  19 

532,  567  ! 

6:  9    .        .        .        573,622:     1st  THESSALONIANS. 

4:  9          5,  42,  864,  892,  893, 

9:  24      . 

.  624 

6:  14     .    181,  339,   414,  506    4 .  3        .        ]        \    222,531 

4:  14-16      128,514,517,581 

9:  25-27 

626 

542.551    4:14-18      .        828.833.873 

4:16        .        .665,  687,  694 

10:  4      . 

.  552 

6:  15  .        .        .        .        259 

876,  877,  879,  882 

5:7.        .        .        .514 

10:  31 

.       395 

4:  17          ...        853 

6 :  12        .        .645,  899,  901 

11:  26      . 

.  727 

EPHESIANS. 

S:  1         .         .         -          .979 

6:  18    .        .        .      442,599 

11:  28 

.      436 

1:3-5          .        116,204,287    5:  6   .        .        .        460,619 

6 :  19        .        .        .  398,  630 

12:  27       . 

492 

1:7          .        .        .  201,218  !  5:  8        .        .        .    616,617 

6:  20    .        .        .       195.  201 

13:  1-3 

.     650,664 

1 :  10  .        .        655,  786,  821     5:10          .        .        .        339 

7  :  25        .    254,  264,  325,  376 

13:  4 

670 

1:11        .        •        .114,116     5:16       .    471.484.620,740 

7:  26          .        .        .        475 

13:  12     . 

.    457,482 

1 :  19-23      .        175,  189,  200 

5:  17          .        .        .        683 

9:  12-14          .            254,475 

13:  13 

.      .  653,  654,  707 

2:4-8       .        .  251,  253,  269 

5:  19     .        .        .        .342 

9 :  24  .        .        .        186,  325 

14:  20    . 

.     525,0.'i5 

2 :  12-14        .      362,  385,  549 

5 :  23,  24    .        .  38,  409,  673 

9 :  27           852,  868,  872,  879 

3 :  15  .        .        .        .        655 

5 :  25    .        .        .      704,  779 

9 :  28        .        .        •  376,  796 

15:  10      . 

253,  209,  507,  521 

4:4-8.        .        .    162,  657 

10 :  19-22     .        .687,  694 

15:  19. 

.      862 

4 :  30-32      .        315,  342,  653 

2d  THESSALONIANS. 

11         .        638,  639,  756,  901 

15:  20       . 

191 

5:  14-16  .        .        .  313,574 

1 :  7-10        214,  873,  876,  877 

11:8        .         .        .          640 
i  11:  13  .        .        .        .648 

15 :  24,  25 

.     175,  200 

6:4.        .        .        .956 

879,  882 

15:  36 

863 

6:  11-14    .        .          617,623 

3 :  13        .        .  573,  616,  622 

11:16        .        .        •        frS6 

15:  55-57 

.    190,829 

6:  18    .        .        .        .      700 

1  11:  25     .        .        .     389,  832 

15:  58 

573,  622 

6:  18-20     ...        779 

1st  TIMOTHY. 

12 :  1           .        .        625,  899 

16:  2 

.  603.  005 

1  12:2       .        •    311,  546,  597 

16:  13.  612,617,619,  02.3,02*; 

PHILIPPIANS. 

1 :  15        .   267,  333,  363,  376 

987 

1 :  17           .        .        100,  103 

2:  5,6    .         .     183,372,511 

12:  3  .         .         172,  539,  0*>9 

2d  CORINTHIANS. 

1:6.        .        409,  470,  577 
1 :  21        .   551,  605,  843,  904 
1:  23      .        .        .    853,860* 
1  :  29          .        .        .        369 

12:6-11       422,441.579.640 
12 :  18-25        .        .    655,  656 

« 0  .    *                                                  KOQ 

1:  2  . 

1:  5       . 

443 
.     5*2 

'                           »        »         | 10:  0          ...        """ 

2:8     •        '        •        •         45     13:8      .        .        .        .538 

1:  11  . 
1:  12       . 

714,  779 
.    443 

2:  6-8     .        .     156,210,547 
2:9.        .        .        200,  250 

3:  16                .        .        .  150 
4 :  16  .        .        .        618,  7S2 
6:  12        .   623,624,626,734 

13:  14        .        .         556,838 
13:   20,21     .          38,57,434 

1:  20  . 

599,  687 

2:  10        .     173,207,  209,218 

6:  17-19        .        .      660,  667 

1:  22 

222, 

777,  785 

JAMES. 

2:  15,  10 

.     271 

■  2:  12          .                 286,313 

2d  TIMOTHY. 

1:5        .99,  236,  646,  684 

3:  18 

510 

2:  13      .      225,230,231,235 

1:8.        .        477,  499,  542 

1:6.        .        .        .        423 

4:  10     . 

.     745 

256,  259 

1:  12         .         .         .  470,  499 

1:  17      .        .        •    133,40* 

4:  14  . 

848,  852 

3:  7-9         181,339,  454,  4-s, 

2:3.        .       616,617,  019 

1 :  27  .        .        600. I 

6:  1 

506 

2:  19        .        .        .413,599 

2:  14-26          .    117,  629,  639 

5:  7  . 

559 

3:  13,  14        .        .    616,625 

2:  22    .        .        .        .91 

4:  13,14      128,820,  KM,  B69 

416,  k44,  860,  8x7 

3 :  L'l            .         .        848,  852 

3:   15        .         .         .         .91 

015,  924 

5:  10  . 

80. 

4:  4      3*7,471,  484,  O'JO,  740 

3:  15-17        .      83,88,93,96 

5:  8   .        .        .        .        B40 

5:  14 

.  187,  241,  480 

4:  7      .        .        .        38,572 

4:  8.        .        .          614,  630 

5:  13      .        .        .        .589 

6:  2      . 

.      305, 327 

4 :  te         .         .         .         .629 

i  4 :  18            .        409,  413,  493 

5:  19-20     ...        670 

26 


402 


Index  of  Texts. 


24 


25  . 
16 
18 
17,18 


1st  PETER. 

409,  418,  470 

.   594 

483,  486,  504,  509 

243,  254,  385 

128,  825,  826 

.      25,599 

275,  486,  487,  496,  504 

510,  570 

201,  218 

183,  254,  255,  273, 

376,  385,  547 

255,  356,  526 

.  443 

.  183,  254,  385,  994 

314,  383,  868,  870 

880 

779, 784 

.  14,58,62,575,674 

2d  PETER. 


1:  10 


416 


1:  19     .        .        .        .489 

4:  16  .        .        118,  143,441 

7: 

9-12    . 

.    139,209,218 

3:  3, 4        .        .        .        399 

4 :  19        .        .        .        .530 

7: 

11-17 

.      899,  907,  908 

3:  7-12          .        .        .877 

4:  21     .        .        .        .664 

11 

15 

.484,786,787,801 

3:  10        .        .  873,877,879 

5:4           .        .          495,639 

14 

3     . 

.    201,218 

3:  13    .        .        .        .     796 

5:  10      .        .        .    222,223 

14 

13 

829,  864 

1st  JOHN. 
1:7.        .        .        254, 264 
2:  1        .        .        .     186,518 

JUDE. 

14,  15          .        877,  879, 882 
24,    .        .        ,        .        .  413 

15 
ID 
19 

20 

3,4. 
3. 

6      . 
6 

.    203.209 

608 

.    111,801 

873 

.    868,  877,  879, 

882 

21,  615,  644,  796, 

859,  862,  903,  906 

902 

.    885,887 

252,  897 

.    885,  887,  910 

296,  303,  306,  323, 

331 

836,  876,  890 

2:2.        .        294, 552, 994 
2:6       .        .        .    172,  669 
2:8.        .        .         489,  533 
2:  17    .        .        .      825,826 
3 :  1,  2      .        .397,  422,  490 

24,  25                                 493 

REVELATION. 

1:5-8         .        .        220,  876 
1:  18      .        .        .    186.189 

20: 

21: 

21: 
21: 
21: 
22: 
22: 

12-15 

1-5  . 
843 
10 

23    . 
27 
3,4 
17. 

3:  2      .        .      540,832,897 
3:  14        .        .        .        .490 
3:  16    .        .        .      185,353 
3:  17      .        .        .    663,668 
4:  7    .        .        .        259,650 

2:4.        .        .        449,  459 
3:  2, 3    .       .        .    460,619 
3 :  20          .        .6,  283, 307 
4:  8-11        201,209,218,696 
5           201,  209,  215,  218,  240 

4:  8        .        .     118,143,441 
4:9.        .        204, 242, 287 

5:  9    .        .        209   218,889 
5:  12     .        .        .        .240 

22: 

20 

4:  10       .       .       .       .242 

6:  14-17     ...        876 

ALPHABETICAL  INDEX  OF  TUNES. 


[Figures  in  this  Index  refer  to  the  pages  of  the  book.] 


Adrian, 284 

Alford,      ....         105,348 

Alsace, 51 

Altar 178 

Ambrose, 157 

America, 372 

Amsterdam 357 

Ardeii 1G7,  375 

Ariel 57,221 

Arlington,.       .        .        .        144,298 

Aspiration, 132 

Atwater 106,  215 

Autumn, 231 

Ava, 163 

Balerma, 194 

Barby 198,370 

Beautiful  River,  .        .        .379 

Beulah, 354 

Behold  the  Lamb  of  God,  .  .114 
Bemerton,        ...         203,  223 

Benevento, 361 

Bera,         .        .        .        .         233,327 

Bethany, 240 

Bloom, 336 

Bonar, 168 

Bond,  ....  137,272 
Bowdoin  Square,  .  .  169, 362 
Boylston,         ...  285,306 

Brandt, 186 

Brastow, 160 

Brattle  Street,     ....      54 

Brest, 346 

Brownell, 07 

Brunswick, 347 

Burlington,  .  .  .  .274 
Burton, 172 

Calm, 241,  271 

Calvary 182 

Carver  Street,      .        .        .        .261 

Cassel, 300 

Christmas 98 

Come  to  Me,  ....  381 
Come,  ye  Disconsolate,  .  .  161 
Comfort,    .....        249 

Corinth 832 

r  Stone,  ....       224 
Coronation,  .        .        .        .124 

Dallas, 268 


Dalston, 56 

Dana, 243 

Darwin, 82 

Dawn, 154,331 

Dedham,  ....  150,218 
Deliverance,        ....     91 

Denneld, 191 

Dennis, 334 

Denton, 276 

Dieslrae, 344 

Dorman,    ....        292,302 

Downs, 340 

Duke  St.,  ....  118,364 
Dundee, 142 

Eastland, 143 

Easton,  ....  282,348 
Eckhardsteim,  ....  170 
Ein>  Feste  Burg,         .        .        .187 

Elijah, 277 

Elparan, 64 

Elyria,     ....  131,330 

Ernan,  .        .        .      129,234,304 

Eventide, 74 

Ever  Thine,  Only  Thine,  .        .    220 


Federal  St., 
Frederick,    . 
Flee  as  a  Bird, 


148,  201, 


Galena,    ....         190,  210 

Gardner, 100 

Geer,         ....         208,  294 
Gentle  Call,  ....    163 

Gentle  Shepherd,    ...       376 

Germania, 237 

Germany, 197 

Gilead, 265 

Glory  to  Jesus,         .        .        .       377 
Goodman,     ....     102,275 

Gorton 335 

Grace, 228 

Great  Shepherd  of  the  Sheep,       37fi 

Greenfield 250 

Greenport 253 

Greenville, 159 

Greenwood,     ....         263 
Grostete, 211 


Hamden,       ....     259,  .121 

Hardy, 280 

Harmony, 139 

Hartford 104 

Harvest-Home,  ....    366 
Hatton,     ....        248,339 

Haverhill 341 

Hawes, 351 

Haydn, 140,  214 

Heber,       ....        192, 206 
Hebron,         .        .        .        .72,  273 

Herbert, 166 

Herschel, 185 

Holland, 202 

Holley, 67 

Holmes,        .        .        .  61 

Horton 156,247 

How  Calm  and  Beautiful,         .    123 

Hullah, 226 

Hummel. 266 

Huntington,  ....    60,  209 
Hymn,         .        .        .  •      .        65,  212 


In  Memoriam  (chant),  .  .  353 
Inverness,         ....        245 

Invitation 68,  152 

Italian  Hymn,         ...        134 

Jesus,  Most  Holy,  ...  180 
Jesus,  still  lead  on,  .  .  .  235 
Jesus,  Tender  Saviour,  .  .  377 
Judgment  Hymn,       .        .     126,342 

Keble, 70 

Laban 264 

58 

.    180 

329 

.      59 

177,  238 

.    254 

.  90,  303 

.    IN 

.      88 

99 


Leighton, 
Lent,     . 

Linwood,  . 
Lisbon, 
Litany, 
Looking  Off, 
Lou van,    . 
Lucy,    . 
Luton,  . 
Lyons, 


Hapar, 
Hamburg, 


195 
138,  164 


Manoah, 
Marlow, 
Mary,     . 


128,  l'»;9 

84 
.     116 


(403) 


4°4 


Alphabetical  Index  of  Tunes, 


Mear, 374 

Medheld, 113 

Mendon, 112 

Moray 174 

Meribah,    ....        179,346 

Michael 55,109 

Migdol, 80 

Milton,  ....  101,  110 
Missionary  Chant,  .  127,  312,  368 
Missionary  Hymn,  .  .  .  322 
Montgomery,  ....  338 
Mt.  Blanc,  ...  .  .  262 
Munich, 356 

Naomi, 252 

Nashville, 81 

Naumann, 349 

Nazareth 79 

Newman, 133 

Newton, 52 

Nuremburg,        .       .      119, 301, 365 

O  Sacred  Head,  ...  236 
O  Saviour  Dear,   .       .        .       .382 

Oaksville, 318 

Old  Hundred,        ....    87 

Olivet 235 

Olmutz,        ....     188,295 


Park  St.,      . 
Parting  Song,  . 
Penitence,    . 
•Pentonville, 
Peterboro*,   . 
Pilgrim  Song,   . 
PleyePs  Hymn, 


.      94 

71 
.    173 

95 
.    314 

258,  308 
63,  287 


Pond, 
Portuguese  Hymn, 

Kathbun, 
Reo,  . 
Rest,      . 
Retreat,    . 
Rhine,   . 
Robinson,  . 
Rock  of  Ages, 
Rockingham,    . 


229,  378 
.    255 

222,  296 
225 


.    355 
283 
.    352 
.       256 
.  239 
117,  373 
Rodman,       .       .       .       .       .108 

Rome, 267 

Rosehill,        .       .        ...    205 
Rosefield,.       .       .        .       153,297 

Salem 291 

Sanford, 343 

Scotland, 162 

Sebastian,        ....        171 

Serene 155 

Seymour 246 

Sheldon 60 

Shepherd'call,         ...       181 

Sicily 75,125 

Silver  St.,         ....  96 

Sojourner's  Song,       .        .        .260 
South  Church,  .       •.        .        175 

Spanish  Hymn,  .       .       .       .216 
Stand  up  for  Jesus,         .       .       319 

St.  Ann's, 62 

St.  Bride's,        ....       242 

St.  Denyg, 115 

St.  Martin's,    .         .       .       107, 315 
St.  Michael's,   ...  .310 

St.  Petersburg,       ...       367 


83, 


158, 


St.  Thomas, 

Stephens,  . 

Still-Waters, 

Stock-well,     . 

Stonetield,        .... 

Sweetland, 

Telemann's  Chant, 

Thatcher, 

The  Saviour's  Call, 

Thompson, 

Though  Faint,  yet  Pursuing, 
Through  the  Valley,  . 
Underwood,       .... 
Uxbridge,       .       .       .       .50, 

Veni  Sancte  Spiritus,     . 

Vesper, 

Waldo 

Ward, 

Warsaw,  .... 
Warwick, 
Watchman, 
Watchman,  tell  us,     . 
Webb,       .... 

Weber 

Weberton, 

Webster,       .... 
When  the  Harvest  is  Past, 
Will  not  that  joyful  be, 
Williams,    .... 

Wilmot 

Wilson, 

Woodstock,       .        .        .       204, 

Zamora, 

Zion,         


93, 


53, 


92. 


METRICAL    INDEX    OF    TUNES. 


[Figures  refer  to  the  pages  of  the  book.] 


Alford 

105,348 

Alsace 

.      51 

Bera,        .... 

233, 327 

Brandt 

.    186 

Brownell  (six  lines), 

.  97 

Brunswick, 

.     347 

Corner-stone  (six  lines), 

.224 

Porman,  •. 

.      292 

Duke  St., 

.  118,  364 

Easton 

282,  348 

Elparan, 

.  64 

Klyria,        .... 

.      330 

Ernan,    .... 

129,  234 

Ever  thine   (Pec),   . 

.      220 

Federal  St.,  .        .        .148 

201,  328 

Germany,  .... 

.      197 

Gilead,  .... 

265 

Greenfield, 

.      250 

Grostete, 

211 

Harmony, 

139 

Hebron,        .       .        .        . 

72,273 

138,164 

Herbert,       .... 

.    166 

Herschel, 

185 

Holland,      .... 

.     202 

.   61 

Hullah  (six  lines).     . 

.      226 

Judgment  Hymn, 

Keble,       .... 

70 

Linwood,       .        .        .        . 

.  329 

Lou van,    .... 

90,303 

Luton,  . 

Mary, 

Mendon, 

Migdol,     . 

Missionary  Chant, 

Nazareth, 

Old  Hundred,    . 

Park  St 

Parting  Song,    . 

Retreat 

Rockingham,    . 

Rome,  • 

Rose  Hill   .... 

San  ford 

St.  Petersburgh  (six  lines), 


127,  312, 


117 


116 
112 
80 

368 

.  79 
87 

.  94 
71 
283 

,373 
267 
205 
343 

807 


Stonefield,         ....       103 

Uxbridge 50,  270 

Ward,  ....  93,  305 
Weberton, 200 

C.  M. 

Arden,  ....  167,  375 
Arlington,  ....  144, 298 
Atwater,  ....  106,215 
Balerma,  .  .  .  .  .  194 
Bar  by,  ....  198,  370 
Bemerton,  ....     203,  223 

Bonar, 168 

Bond, 137,  272 

Bowdoin  Square,  .  .  169, 362 
Brattle  St.,  ....  54 
Burlington,  ....  274 
Christmas,  ....        98 

Corinth, 332 

Coronation,       .        .        .        .       124 

Darwin, 82 

Dedhani,  ....  150,  218 
Deliverance,         .        .        .        .91 

Denfield, lfll 

Downs, 340 

Dundee, 142 

Eastland 143 

Eokhardsheim,        ...         170 

Ehjah, 277 

Galena, 190,210 

Geer 208,  294 

Greenport,      ....  253 

Uagar,  .      1^5 

Hardy, 280 

Hartford, 104 

Hawes, 351 

Ileber,  ....  192,206 
Hummel,        .....  266 

Huntington,       .        .        .        69,209 

Hymn 65,212 

Invitation,  ...        68,  152 

Lucy 196 

Manoah,      ....      128,269 

Marlow, 84 

Mear 374 

Med  field 113 

Naomi 252 

Naumann 349 

(405) 


O  Saviour  Dear,  . 
Oakville,  . 
Peterboro',  . 
Reo,  .... 

Rhine,  . 

Sheldon,   . 

St.  Ann's,     . 

St.  Martin's,    . 

Stephens, 

Sweetland, 

Through  the  Valloy, 

Warwick, 

Williams,    . 

Woodstock, 


382 
318 
314 
225 
352 


.      62 

107,  315 

83,  278 

288 

.    380 

.  53,  293 

92,  120 

204,350 


S.   Jf. 


'  Adrian, 
Aspiration, 
Boylston,     . 
Burton,    . 
Calm,  . 
Dana, 

Dawn,  .        .  • 
Denton,    . 

;  Dennis, 
Gorton, 

:  Greenwood,  . 

!  Haverhill, 

Haydn, 

Inverness, 
!  Laban,  . 

Leighton, . 

Lisbon,  . 

Olmutz,    . 

Pentonville, 

Pilgrim  Song, 
Sebastian, 
Serene, 
Silver  St., 
St.  Brides.  . 
St.  Michael's, 
St.  Thomas, 
Thatcher,  . 
Thompson,  . 
Underwood, 
Watchman,  . 


.    284 

.     .    132 

285,  306 

172 

241,  271 

243 

154,  331 

276 

.    334 

335 

.    263 

341 

140,  214 

245 

264 

58 

59 

188,  295 

.      95 

258,  308 

171 


96 

.     242 

310 

.    217 

182 

.    1-11 

cr, 

.     169 


406 


Metrical  Index  of  Tunes, 


7s. 

Beulah, 354 

Ambrose, 157 

Benevento 361 

Carver  St., 261 

Cassel, 300 

Dallas, 268 

Dies  Irae,         ....       344 

Dorman, 302 

Elyria, 131 

Goodman,  ....  102,  275 
Grace  (six  lines),  .  .  .  228 
Harvest  Home,  .  .  .  .368 
Hatton,    ....         248,  339 

Holley, 67 

Horton,         .        .        .        .156,  247 

Lent, 180 

Litany,        ....      177,238 

Mercy, 174 

Milton,  ....  101,  110 
Newton  (six  lines),  ...  52 
Nureraburg,  .  .  119,  301,  365 
Pleyel's  Hymn,  ...  63,  287 
Rock  of  Ages  (six  lines),  .  .  239 
Rosefield  (six  lines),  .        .      153,  297 

Seymour, 246 

Spanish  Hymn,        .        .        .      216 

Still- Waters, 230 

Telemann's  Chant,  .  .  .  317 
Veni  Sancte  Spiritus  (six  lines),    130 

Waldo, 227 

Watchman,  tell  us,  .  .  .  316 
Weber, 286 

Ss.  <&  7s. 

Autumn, 231 

Beautiful  River,  .        .        .        .379 

Bloom, 336 

Gardner, 100 

Pond, 378 

Rathbun,  ....       222,  296 

Salem, 291 

South  Church,        ...         175 

St.  Denys, 115 

Stockwell,      ....  158,  232 

Vesper, 73 

Wilmot, Ill 

Wilson 176 

Zamora, 244 


8s., 

Brest,    . 
Greenville, 
Hamden,     . 
Pond, 
Sicily,   . 
Zion, 


7s.,  <&  Z.S. 


.  346 

159 

259,  321 

229 

75,  125 

320 


IT.  M, 

Michael, 55,  109 

Newman, 133 

Warsaw, 146 

C.  Z.  M. 

How  Calm  and  Beautiful,  .        .  123 

C.  P.  JK. 

Ariel, 57,  221 

Meribah,      ....     179,345 


Z,.  2>.  M. 


Nashville, 
Hullah,     . 


226 


S.  IT.  M. 

Montgomery,       ....  338 

S.   -P.  JW. 

Dalston, 56 

6s. 

Great  Shepherd  of  the,      .       .  376 

Shepherd  Call,         ...  181 

Webster, 251 

6s.  &  4-S. 

America, 372 

Ava, 163 ! 

Bethany, 240 

Italian  Hymn,     ....  134 

Olivet, 235 

The  Saviour's  Call,    .        .       .161 

6s.  &  5s. 

Come  to  Me,     ....  381 

Jesus,  Tender  Saviour,      .        .  377 

7s.  £  6s. 

Altar, 178 

Amsterdam,        ....  357 

Germania,       ....  237 


Missionary  Hymn, 

Munich,    . 

O  Sac.  ed  Head,  . 

Stand  up  for  Jesus, 

Sojourner's  Song, 

Webb, 


.  322 
356 

.  236 
319 

.  260 
49,323 


Ss.  &  5s. 


Brastow,      .        .       .        .        .160 
/Os. 


Ernan, 

304 

Eventide,     .... 

.      74 

//#. 

Frederick,        .... 

337 

Looking  Off,         ... 

.    254 

Portuguese  Hymn, 

255 

Robinson,     .... 

256 

Though  Faint  yet  Pursuing, 

257 

f/s.  &  /Os. 

Comfort,       .... 

249 

Lyons, 

99 

Rodman,      .... 

108 

/2s. 

Scotland, 

162 

/2s.  <£  Ss. 

When  the  Harvest  is  past, 

.    181 

f>.  M. 

Beautiful  River, 

379 

Behold  the  Lamb  of  God, 

114 

Calvary,        .... 

182 

Come  to  Me,     .... 

381 

Come,  ye  Disconsolate,  . 

161 

Ever  Thine,  Only  Thine,   . 

220 

Flee  as  a  Bird, 

383 

Gentle  Call, 

163 

Gentle  Shepherd,    . 

376 

Glory  to  Jesus,  . 

377 

Great  Shepherd  of  the  Sheep, 

376 

In  Memoriam,      . 

.    353 

Jesus  Most  Holy,    . 

180 

Jesus  Tender  Saviour, 

.     377 

Luther's  Tune, 

187 

Mt.  Blanc,    .... 

262 

Penitence, 

173 

Parting  Song, 

71 

Through  the  Valley, 

380 

Will  not  that  Joyful  be,     . 

262 

